had it since birth. guess it stuck.

yes, live music is best

the internet is the future of our craft. the new medium for music distribution. the platform of a new revolution, a new chapter of consciousness. the industry will evolve accordingly. this is the time of opportunity. its capability is not even close to realized in the eyes of the gatekeepers. soon it will spark a new era, one of great concern to all. i eagerly await this place. soon upon us..

those days are few and far between. don't get me wrong, a major label (one of substance) provides necessary and essential functions. promotion, marketing, distribution, basically everything an artist needs to solicit and sustain their craft and attract a down audience (net isn't capable of replicating these functions yet. but if u know what i know, then u dont care now do u? hmm...) The next wave of innovative technology 2 apply directly to the music and arts community brings with it a groundbreaking platform for creativity to flourish in a major way. Indepedent artists will have an opportunity to embrace and sustain the true potential of their craft and art on a new platform of digital foundation. a massive global marketplace ready to discover such inspiration. allowing the preservation of artistic integrity while promoting a higher consciousness... in what we will come to regard as a pivital creative revolution in human existence(these are my thoughts buy hey- just a humble music maker and visionary mofos...) although, i do hear the whispers behind closed doors- where the currency flows rampid and the stakes are high. the money takes its time to decide. we follow it blindly. pity as the eyes of the gatekeepers watch tentatively, coveting the bottom line... the little sparrow quietly flys the about freely holding the future in its little beak.. unaware to the giant machine building the castle walls high and thick. what awaits for those who grasp this thing of our existence?? the war of ages??? no. there will be no fate of peril i can assure you. now with open heart i trust. yet humor me in this moment if u would: as i believe something of even more importance is upon us. beyond our lifetime lies the capacity to understand/comprehend (with any degree of certainty) the basic evolution (or de-evolution) of human kind. i mean, take this quote from the spiderman movie: "with great power comes great responsibility" right? well we are the keepers of this planet. we owe the same. with great population we have begun something we must reverse before it is too late. especially with this massive consumption based global economy spearheading our existing human civilization, the earth cannot sustain our presence for long -entire ecosystems are failing... gone forever. we do not understand the neccessity of harmony among nature. every six seconds a living organism on this planet is gone. extinct. life that has endured for millions of years lost. never to be agian. WTF??? are we not keepers of this place??? Do we not possess such traits to preserve our own??? are we really too young a species to understand the importance of preserving all life? WHAT THE f***!!! eventually (3-10 thousand years at this rate) earth will reboot itself like a giant computer in order to rebalance itself and preserve its own existence... this is not theory, its fact and its has happened 5 times already in the earths history. f***ing look it up yourself. all this current event sh*** on the news and in the world today is f***ing meaningless in comparison to the possibility of massive global extinction of almost all planetary lifeforms. its totally f***ed up, this should be the center of attention, the focus of human energy. but no, it doesnt benefit stockholders and wont drive marketshare. so i guess as long as we nieve bastards (yes i'm one of them) have fuel to keep us moving and electricity to fuel our occupancy, we'd rather not give a rats ass. well i do, and its f***ed up. pray we dont leave behind the mess we were born into. this is our time, our time to choose what shall be of the human race. do not let it pass to the next untouched by your grace, you are here-alive and for that you must try to understand. give. freely. so that we might endure...

that does stray from the question.. but is my hearts response. what little time we have....

I was born on january 20th 1981 in Kalamazoo Michigan. I grew up with my mother and older brother. My parents divorced before i was born. I never knew my father. I love my mother from the bottom of my heart. she gave up everything to raise us boys. I can never repay such sacrifice-i honor it always. Now i understand. It is waking light, the spirit hour (forgive me for my youth mother, of my ever searching heart)... We traveled quite a bit- folk festivals, political events, my mother was a cross between a political activist and a raging hippie... so in some sense i was always surrounded by music and art of some form... inspired by its presence, even before i knew its purpose. My memories of michingan were of love and community, i saw nothing but the good in people. young and innocent, yet instilled with a sense of ambition to live out those ideals. We moved from kalamazoo to keams canyon, arizona when i was in 4th grade... a massive shift in cultural exposure, the hopi indian way of life (combined with the openness of the arizona landscape) sparked a need to understand what i was and why i was here, a silent quest that would consume the latter part of my adolesence, always dancing in the back of my mind. I caught lizards and rattlesnakes atop the sprawling mesas and took them home in a butterfly net... nieve i was in my youth. i liked to be alone atop the mesas. i would explore for hours on end. free i felt. connected to nature. alive. we soon moved from there. the changes in environment had a large effect on me, something didn't feel right. it never changed. i found music, it found me. we knew right away. we had been waiting. i followed it through rebellion, angst, romance, triumph, tradegy, passion, as far as it would lead i followed with open heart, though painful at times, there is no more rewarding way to live than with an open heart. the balance is all one could ask for. though forgive me mother, i was so far from saint in those days -one who said f*** rules, f*** society, f*** who's holding us down -but wait you're cool if you like the same music i'm into... or you're the girl i'm chasing. it was a phase. so much energy, so much emotion. nothing that could inspire me besides music. my thoughts were epic in nature. music resonated my soul more than anything i had ever experienced. it called. in high school i sang in a band and devoted most of my time to music and art. in the summer of 1997 i moved to los angeles for the summer and took illustration at an art school. The weather was inspiring, the people were inspiring. I knew i would return. I moved to orcas island upon my return to washington. i wrote music, i began to see. i began to open up. yet still a youthful disaster, we missed no opportunity to party the night away. we bonded. friends for life. no regrets, no mistakes. i found energy. channeled that energy into my music. i moved to seattle. went to school to study recording- i wanted to make my music sound like what i was inspired by. i learned much. i graduated, got a job at a radio station. saw the business of music. saw how the wheels begin to turn on their own, and eventually cannot stop at all. the stock market shall weild great power, yet shall never be a triumph of humanity. what little we know. what little time. i saw what i saw. i began recording music, caring little for my daily requirements. i quit my job, i wanted to be free of such doubtful pursuits. no more jobs, no more money. throw it to the wind. live here. in this moment. in this place. it was never my life. never shall it be. money is our end, our way of silencing the truth. i was brought up by 2 houses. one of lust and vanity, the shimmer of its window. one of care and hardship, the truimph of its virtue. i know now. it took time. growth. i dont want these possessions, i don't want this hollow truth. i want the real. the love of forever. the time that slows to greet you. material things will only show what little time you have to experience this quickness. treasure this. it will be over soon. embrace what u have. forgive me mother i love u. i love everthing about this place.i shall never forget why i came.

Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendrix, John Lennon, Bradley Nowell, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains, Deftones, Tool, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Slightly Stoopid, Bob Marley, Jr. Gong, Led Zep, Mad Season, Doby Gray, Steve Miller, LBD All Stars, Smashing Pumpkins, Ben Harper, Dave Mathews, Third Eye Blind, Jim Bredouw, Face to Face, Michael Hedges, Stevie Ray Vaughn

i have a few... one in peticular is an extremely little known beach on orcas island... called carl's cove...it's hidden- you can only get to it by hiking in... but its so magnificent at low tide. and the bottom of the grand canyon is also breathtaking. horseback is best. haul ass, its tight.

whatever i can get my hands on

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one love.