At the crossroads of the interstates, in the shadow of the great Outerbridge Crossing, the sprawling industrial refinies of north-central Jersey spewed smoke and wonder into the world and I was born.
     
Cars trains trucks and busses became my muse. From  Long Branch to Hoboken over the rivers and thru the woods, I played the Brighton, T-Birds, Stone Pony, Corner Tavern, Jon&Peters, Downtown Cafe, Escapades, Cricket Club (Irvington), Belmont Cafe, Sidewalk Cafe, Rodeo Bar-to name a few. 
 
To change things up one winter, I took the Delta 88  to Nashville one winter morning, where I rented a room at an extended stay off I-65 and spent the next 12 years in Music City playing venues like 3rd and Lindsley, 12th and Porter, The Ace Of Clubs, Guidos, The Broken Spoke, The Sutler, The Courtyard Cafe, Douglas Corner, The Bluebird, the Gold Rush, The Boardwalk Cafe, and my favorite, Windows on the Cumberland.
 
As fate would have it, the salt life lured me back and the mid atlantic is where I love, live, write, record and identify. The sun rises inspires and the sun sets and releases.  I play gigs for a living and like what I do. Occasionally I send an audio signal into the the galaxy.
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