My mother is responsible for my musical beginnings; she played guitar and sang in the folk style, and also was a keen organizer of “sing alongs”.I got my first guitar at about 10 or so but didn’t progress much until my buddy Dave started taking guitar lessons from my mom. I guess I sort of poached his lessons; that’s pretty much what I still do! I played along with others, then learned some songs of my own. In high school I sang in choir and started playing bass. It seemed easier and the other guitarists were way beyond my abilities. I played in a couple of short lived bands, and would sit in with friends who had a Saturday night bar gig.
I left Alaska where I grew up a couple of times, and finally ended up in Vermont in 96.After settling in Shrewsbury, I played with friends in Brattleboro area, and then finally got to know the locals. Marcos, Greg Miller and I started playing at Pierce’s store on Thursdays, which led to my playing bass in the Shrewsbury Community Blues band, and then to The Plumb Bobs. What a long strange trip it’s been…
