My journey as a Singer/Songwriter is very simple.  For almost ten years, I was a full time working Actor living in LA.

Then  Came  Covid.

I was no longer hustling from audition to audition and gig to gig.  Like millions of people world wide, I was home busy figuring out the dailyness of life.  The minute by minute of it all. I had money and now I had the time to do whatever I wanted.  If you're not use to this type of freedom, then trying to figure out what to do with your life in this situation can seem overwhelming, and uncomfortable. But the "not knowing" comes very naturally for me, and I welcome it with open arms. 

I'm comfortable being uncomfortable. 

I remember in the early stages of Covid, there was this big push to reinvent yourself.  To learn a new trade.  So, at the age of sixty, yes that's  60,  I decided that I wanted to be a Singer/Songwriter.  If you knew me, then that decision would make perfect sense to you, but for those of you that don't, then welcome to my world.  Since I was already in the entertainment industry, and since I do have a BFA in Creative Writing, to a certain degree, it wasn't a "what on earth were you thinking," thought.  Well...almost. 

I bought a keyboard, I built a vocal booth, I got a vocal teacher and I dove right in.  A year into it, and a year into Covid, I was itching to get back on set, but LA w as still shut down.  However, Atlanta was not. In fact Georgia never closed.  Like Florida, both states simply took a nap, woke up and went back to work.  Went back to living.  So, I got an Agent, sold some stuff, gave away some stuff, left some stuff behind, grabbed my keyboard, jumped into my car and headed east. 

The drive across was delightful.  I had my picture taken with Glenn Frey on the corner in Winslow, AZ.  (Fun fact, he's not actually standing on the corner; that's Jackson Browne.)  I had pie in Pie Town, New Mexico.  I walked along the sand at the White Sands National Park and I outran a tornado that was on my ass just outside of Birmingham, Alabama.   Good times.

Upon arriving in Atlanta, I found a very nice loft in Midtown, built another booth, found a local voice teacher and went back to work.  Oddly enough, my first acting gig was for Dupixent, which was shot in Portland, OR.   :-) .

For a couple of months, I had this line humming around in my head: "They say I'm Mr. Goodtime, and I'm Mr. Carefree. That I'm the only one that matters to me,."  Again, if you knew me...  I took those lines, along with some other words that I had scribbled down, and showed them to my voice teacher.  He said, "Well, let's write a song."  "Ok," I said, "Let's do it."  We went over everything; the good, the bad and the ugly.  (It was mostly ugly.)  He sat quietly at the piano, and then out of nowhere he goes, "You're my roots, I can kick off my boots."  "Cuz baby it's just fine,"  I replied.   

That was a magical moment.   

I went home and finished writing the song.  He laid down a rough demo.  I then found an online music service, paid for the instrumental, and  ended up with a song.  A living, breathing thing.  

After the song was completed, he encouraged me to keep writing.  That was December 2021, and now, one year later, I find myself here debuting my first album:  Baby It's Just Fine.  This title means more than me just trying to woo this girl, who, by the way, isn't having it.  But do I give up?  Oh no.  In many ways this title sums up my philosophy on life.  I'm Mr. Brightside.  I'm Mr. Half Full.  I'm the Eternal Optimist.  I am this way because I chose to be this way.   

Last, but definitely not least, I've learned many things over the years, and it's been my experience that being happy is what matters the most. So if there's something that you want to do, then just do it. You don't need a reason other than it's what you want to do. 

Live  Your  Life  and  Let  Life  Come. 


Thank you and God bless. 

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