I was born in the bottom of a Cracker Jacks box - I never knew my parents for I was raised by a pair of mice who broke into the box looking for a sugar fix. They raised me as if I were their own making a crib for me of dryer lint and straw, bringing me only the best garbage to eat and giving me enough street smarts to evade the sharp claws of the feline. Being a orphan of sorts I carried melancholy in my heart and eventually it came out as a tune, the more I sang the bigger I grew and the bigger I grew, the farther I would roam gathering feelings, stories, hearts and nic-nacs stuffing them all into the hole of a an acoustic guitar and strumming the strings until they unraveled into songs. I hope you enjoy the music I have found and made and wish you the very best for your journey in this nature-made, man-made jungle collage wonderous and scary - let us be brave but wary.