From: United States
Genre: Classical, Folk, New age classical
Born August 14, 1972 in a small Irish town called Tyrone in the geographic center of Pennsylvania. Back in the '40's and 50's Tyrone was a booming railroad town, but today has all but died. It's demise is likely due to having two major towns on either side of it: State College and Altoona. I graduated from Tyrone Area High School in 1990. I started writing poetry and unorthodox (stanzas) short poems at mid teenage level. ...as you will see in my book: STEAM Misconceived–words of progression; It's for sale on Amazon.com.
In 1992 I went to Penn State for about three or four years going after a business degree for which I really wasn't interested. My Father wanted me to take over his business. He is a fifty-year plus Funeral Director. His life revolves around making sure the deceased who choose his services are perfectly put to rest. I respect that, but I realized it wasn't for me.
Memorial Day 2002 I left Tyrone, Pa. and moved to Los Angeles, California to see what I could do for myself on my own. I lived on a couch at a friend's apartment for a month until I found a job working for Bartels' Harley-Davidson, Inc. in Marina Del Rey, Ca.
In 2004, I went back to school at Santa Monica College for an Architecture degree. A long story short...they closed the program at the school and then I went on to another Architecture school called (LAIAD) Los Angeles Institute of Architecture and Design. The Professors actually picked me to be one of their first students in a brand new college! ...I went there for a year and in my class I met a young Vietnamese girl. We got Pregnant with twins and six months later, lost both due to complications. During the pregnancy, we both went back to her home town of Warsaw, Poland for a reception and I believe the whole city was there. I know the ambassador was...anyway, she was only twenty one and things worked out for both of us as we split.
I literally found a puppy one day, as he jumped into my arms; a dutch shepherd that would end up saving my sanity and loneliness. ...I named him "KHEO" after the Egyptian pharaoh, Cheops or (Khufu). I put the two names together and got KHEO. If you ever see a picture of my dog, you will know why I called him Kheo.
In 2005, a few months after I found my dog. I was working at the Harley dealership and Sly Stone came in the office needing some help with one of his motorcycles. We ended up being friends.....and then, living together as I would be his knowledge to help repair his motorized vehicles and manage his day-to-day situations. Later, he would learn that I was too, a music freak and wanted to do things on my own. ....I could write a book about this subject alone.....and I will leave it at that for now.
Okay, 2006 rolls around and I met a married couple with whom I became fast friends. The husband was a construction contractor (I welded for him on occasion) and the wife had a corporate "real" job. They lived in Beverly Hills off Sunset blvd.....He ended up killing himself.... short time passes....She "helped" me move into a place called Paradise Cove.....right on the beach in Malibu, baby!
So, it's 2006 and I have my own bachelor pad on the beach in Malibu; living life and meeting great people. Well, another long story short....I met a fake-breasted girl with whom we now share a son. I could write another book on this subject too, but I will leave it at that for now!
Now, the end of 2008 and the start of 2009....I get laid off from my job. I collected unemployment while I tried to find another J.O.B.
...it didn't work....My Ex and the kids and I went back to Pa. for Easter thinking it would only be a one week visit! To my surprise, thanks to my Ex......I was stranded alone in my home town. (without my son)....and no way to get back to Cali. ....(another Book?)
A few months ago to present day 2012.... I went back to my roots of why I moved to Los Angeles in the first place. I hunkered down on music for almost two straight years and again acclimated myself with music(my music). ............and so the story goes on.....