Describe your music:
¿Cómo describirías tu música?
I sing, cry, and laugh my songs, which I have written about life as I have experienced it, rocking on an acoustic or electric guitar. What I love the most about my music is those moments when I can share it with you. To you I owe my inspiration. Thank you for being. (Español)
Canto, lloro, y río mis canciones acompañada de la guitarra acústica o eléctrica. Lo que disfruto más que nada de mi música es poder compartirla contigo porque tú eres mi inspiración. (English)
What do you draw inspiration from to sing?
¿En quién te inspiras para cantar?
All things life inspire me: love, light, darkness, the agony of life, the beauty of living, laughter, sadness, good people, the wicked, the ocean, the rivers, plants; in short, the whole body and spirit of the infinite universe. (Español)
La pura vida me inspira: el amor, la luz, la oscuridad, lo duro que es vivir, lo bonito que es la vida, la risa, el llanto, la gente buena, la gente malvada, el planeta, el mar, los ríos, las plantas, bueno todito el cuerpo y espíritu del universo infinito. (English)
Where are you from?
When did you start writing?
I was twelve when I wrote my first song. My sister laughed at me. Discouraged and heart-broken, I threw out the song and settled for playing drums at church on Sundays. Then later in life while I was in the military, a buddy asked me “why are you here--you just don't seem like the fighting type?” I said, “no you are right I've never been a good fighter at least not in a literal sense. The truth is I am here because I want to write. I didn't have the money to travel or go to college and I didn't have enough experience to inspire me, so I joined the military in pursuit of economic freedom while at the same time to fight for freedom on my country's behalf. “
I was stationed in Istanbul, Turkey during my country's occupation of Iraq. In fact, I was on standby to go to war. I realized then that I didn't have it in me to kill anyone or to die for something that I had not even experienced myself--freedom! I had no conception of freedom neither in a visual nor tangible form. But thank goodness the war was over and I didn't have to go to battle. I was honorably discharged for my service and traded my rifle for a pen and eventually a guitar and began writing poetry in my early twenties and music in my thirties.