About

i grew up in Seattle, and the grunge era was my bar scene I wasn’t watching it from a distance — I was in the rooms, (the vogue, offramp, rckcandy) in the noise (mother love bone 9/03/1989 pearl jam 07/04/1991, soundgarden 09/03/1990, alice, sweet water, candle box, trees and nirvana, in the mix of people who were just trying to make something real. That energy stuck with me, even after I traded rain for desert heat.

Tucson sharpened me. The space, the silence, the heat — it all pushed my sound in a different direction. Now my music carries both places: the grit and weight of the Northwest, and the wide‑open, sun‑bleached atmosphere of the desert.

I’m not trying to be a legend or a myth. I’m just someone who’s lived a little, listened a lot, and keeps chasing the kind of songs that feel honest. Most days I’m in Logic building harmonies, shaping textures, or trying to capture a moment before it slips away.

Seattle gave me the ghosts. Tucson gave me the fire. I’m making music somewhere in between.