At the same time I started playing guitar my parents signed me up for martial arts classes. Even though I was a determined youngster, things were not easy.  As a child I had an intense case of tourettes syndrome, which made me an easy target for bullies, which made the tourettes tics even worse, eventually causing me to leave school for a month to calm down.

To help me with these problems I attended karate class for three to four hours a day until I received my 1st degree black belt in Kenpo Karate when I was 8 years old.

Music was never lost during this time and was an everyday thing for me. I played guitar every chance I got and continue to do so to this day. My first experience performing was at a talent show when I was in the fifth grade. I played acoustic guitar and sand “La Bamba” I loved the feeling I had while performing and the reaction I got after I strummed my last chord. I needed more of that.

 In my freshman year of high school I tried out for the football team and made it. I made some really great friends, many of which I am still close with today. Even though there was much talk about many of my friends going to colleges out of state, my plan was to stay near home and go to a 2 year college and transfer later. Then, out of no where I received a call from the lineman coach at UC Davis. I couldn’t believe it, they wanted me to play for the UC Davis Aggies football team. After an exciting talk with my parents we decided it was the best choice for me.

  I did very well the first few weeks of my “red shirt” year, made some great friends and was doing well in my classes. Unfortunately my luck did not last, during a scrimmage my knee was dislocated, forcing me to sit out for a few months to heal.

While recovering from another football related injury I was asked by a teammate to help in a fundraiser to buy a cow for a family in Africa. I was delighted to and got to work immediately. My parents convinced me to sing one of my own songs that I had written. For days I toyed with a couple of songs I really liked.

The day before the event I sat down and wrote “I’m not here for me”  and then spent the night practicing for the big day.  I limped up to the stage and took my seat before the three judges and an entire gym filled with college students, and family.  I played my guitar and sang my heart out and finished to a roar of applause. All of the judges gave great comments and congratulated me. In the end I would place third in the competition and ended up on the cover of my school paper.
It seems like my luck hadn’t run out just yet, over the next couple of months my knee healed, I was doing well in my classes, and everything seemed to be working out for me...

Then it happened! I got called by one of the most respected talent-agents in Los Angeles, Thea Pizziano. Thea is a very good friend of my mother and has known me since as was a little boy. To her I was always an athlete until she heard my music. Now she is my personal manager and good friend. What else can I ask for?