I remember being a little boy in 3rd grade. I was outside playing with my friends at recess and I heard this girl singing fireflies by owl city. Of course i had heard music before that; but this hit me. I went home and immediately looked it up on my dads computer. I listened to that song at least 30 times that day. Memorizing each note, and the words that were being sung. I went to school that next day and I sang, and I sang, and I sang. I fell in love with music. Everyday from there on out I would go to recess, and sing. Everything from Bruno Mars, to One Republic. Singing wasn’t enough though. Everyday after school I would come home and I would play the same song on the piano. Clocks. I thought it was the bees knees. Looking back my parents were probably so annoyed, but they didn’t stop me. However their grace slowly disappeared a couple years ago when I really started writing music. I found that I can get exactly need by writing. And that I can find the right things that make you say,”dang you feel that?” Everyday after school I come home. I play, I sing. My parents get annoyed with me too because headphones are ALWAYS in my ears. But I can’t help it!! Music is the only thing that keeps me from going insane. I’ve always dreamed of performing. It’s my passion. I want to be up on stage singing my heart out while people get goose bumps because of all the emotion they feel. But I don’t care if I get any money, I don’t care if the whole world hears my music... I just want to touch at least one person. I want people to get through whatever it is they’re going through. Sometimes you listen to a song because of the beat, but sometimes you listen because it’s therapy. And if I can be that therapy for someone, then my dream is finally reality :)
Cover art for new single "Where I Belong"