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The Long Way Around
Life Begins at Middle Age
You don’t age out of a dream. You either get moving, or you let the clock wind down and your dream fades into darkness.
I’m a Recording Artist Starting in Middle Age — and Going All In. Before the Music, I was a Master Stone Mason Creating Exquisite Art. In My Early Forties, I Began Hearing New and Creative Music in My Head — and I Charged Down That Path.
The Mismatched Plaids are All the Different Types of Music that I Hear. Metal can Collide with Hip-Hop, Mariachi can Crash into Pop, Broadway can Stand beside Dance. The Clash You Hear is My Own Personal Reality.
“I don’t chase trends.
I follow where the music takes me, only, ever.”
