Born in Portland, Maine, I have lived within city limits my whole life, except for stints in Orono for college, and in Westbrook, less than a mile from the Portland line. It’s a great city, and I am proud to call it my home.
Back in high school, during the age of cassette tapes and the walkman, I started writing song lyrics influenced by pop radio. Besides the allure and mystery of female classmates, it is hard to recall exactly what prompted me to start. Writing said lyrics certainly did not help with the subjects that inspired them. Without musical accompaniment, words are a little less powerful, and besides showing them to a few selected friends, these lyrics never made it out of the notebook that held them. I still have that notebook though, so who knows.
Lyrics eventually blossomed into poetry. At first it was pretentious and/or overly dramatic, but my experience at the University of Maine is well documented by attempts to improve my craft. I started attempting forms, thanks to a class in writing poetry with poet and professor Constance Hunting.
I had always dreamed of playing guitar. Upon my graduation from university, I took it up. That first year was not particularly enjoyable. A guitar in tune is much more fun to play. Then, likely not coincidentally, with the purchase of a Fender Stratocaster, it started making sense. Lessons with guitar guru Pete Albert didn’t hurt. Poetry and music finally came together.
This was when the real work began, especially when stories fell into the mix.
What is represented on the site is what I have managed to put out into the world. It has been a long journey to get to this point. I look forward to finding out where it goes from here.
Thank you for checking out the site.