As far back as I can remember, music has been part of my DNA.  It helped form my identity, by influencing my clothes, hair and swagger. It was my social scene and as a kid, kept me at peace sitting in my room.  When I was young my band was my team and we were going to conquer the world.  It is hard to describe to someone who may not have the same connection, to what some may call a hobby, but for others their life.

So it was natural for me to assume that music would always be a part of me. It would be my life’s love and career. But like so many others who dream of their big break in the arts or sports, somehow it didn’t happen that way. I can’t remember how it changed, when I went from being a musician, to merely saying, “oh yeah, I play guitar”, to when I didn’t even think about playing. Kind of how grey hair starts, you may remember the first one, but after that it’s all a blur.

At my mid forties, I found myself buried in career and family, and music was someone who I lost contact with, (like an old high school buddy). One day my daughter mentioned to me that her friend’s dad heard I was a musician, and wanted to know if I would be interested in jamming with his group of middle-aged weekend warriors.  Although my fingers had not touched a guitar in about 10 years, my ego instantly went to “ Dad band? Ain’t happening”. Thank God my wife kept my ego in check and reminded me to look in the mirror. I had to acknowledge I had become a dad too.

Fast forward to my first night of rehearsal with the Dad’s, it was like a switch was flipped, and although 10 years had passed, instantly my guitar and I were like old best friends who never missed a beat.  I bet my wife may have some regrets for suggesting I pursue this endeavor, between work, taxiing the family, helping with dinner and food shopping, I have become a hyper-focused guitar lick practicing DAD, and although confronting that the fingers have become a little stiffer, the hair a little grayer, my life experience has taught me how to work through these challenges (physically and emotionally). Now I just need to find more time to practice, and a good hair dye.

Now, unlike my younger days where fame and fortune was the goal, I can be content with just being in the music.  I have been fortunate enough to find a group of musicians who have the same exact life story, and who also want to feel relevant and want to create. I hope you can find time with your busy schedule to give us a listen or come see us play.  I promise this band will deliver.