From Player to DJ to Producer/Engineer/Recording Artist back to Player

And now even singer to go along with the MC-ing. Art for art’s sake.
Solo. Dolo. As underground as it gets.
I do this for the love. Not adoration. Nor finance.
Of course, it would be a true honor and blessing to have people listen to and enjoy my work.
I hope and pray that it is God’s will that this album be heard and felt in a way that is beneficial to people’s lives in some small way.

Discipline is the bride between goals and success

I live by a code. “The ancient code of Men.”
Give respect.
Treat others as you wish to be treated. I do this. Whether I receive it, or not. Thus, with grace, humility, and a quiet dignity, ply my trade and master my craft in peaceful solitude.
A Man and his music.
Living to Glorify his Creator, raise his son, and do no harm to Mankind.
Therefore, if these qualities interest you in regard to the type of musician you choose
to consume/listen to, and hopefully support;
then please stay a while and get to know me?
I’ve quite a story.
That up until now, not a single person in the entire world seems to care about knowing.
(Although, I could be wrong) Perhaps that will change with you.
Who knows?

The Seen Unseen (World famous. Known by none)

At any rate…..
I dwell far beneath the underground. I do what I do purely for the love of the craft.
So the ears, eyes, hearts, and minds of other humans enjoying my work would be a cherished blessing.
No doubt.
But I am not so arrogant as to ever expect such a thing.
As nothing in my life has ever lead me to believe that thing is even a minute possibility.
Can’t force people to do what they choose not to. Especially when there is no interest.
It is what is is. Thus, I struggle on.
Alone.
Suffering the ups and downs of the life of a modern worldwide “Blues Traveler.
Simply because I must. This is how I was built. As authentic as they come.
My path is a solitary one. No friends in a foreign land.
I live in truth. Not self delusion. They cannot occupy the same place at the same time.
And it seems that if people cannot truly be real with themselves, they can never be real/authentic to others. In my travels around the world, I can clearly see this as an epidemic.

2 Timothy 3:2
“For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,”
King James Version (KJV)

A sign of the times, as it were.

As a person “on the spectrum,” am far too sensitive and naïve to even be able to imagine, much less cope with “people who don’t play by the book.” Meaning, I have had to intentionally acquire and master basic social skills that did not come naturally. As a means of survival.

I literally had to learn how to “do people-ing.”
Intellect and God’s grace kept me from being caged in myself. Speechless and unreachable like some on the spectrum.
“High Functioning” etcetera.

Wisdom gained in my half century plus of life on Earth, is that it is not at all human nature to be the type of human I have taught and built myself up to be.
Bummer!
Double dealings, hidden agendas, and lack of compassion are sadly, the status quo.
Perhaps because it’s easy.
Yet, nothing about socially interacting with humans comes easy to me. So I “work at it.”
And refine myself and ways diligently.
No one forces me. I do it out of love and compassion. As not to be a “difficult human.”
Ya dig?
I love people, and I realize that true, honest effort must be made in order to forge true connections.

Yet all too often, unconscious habits create negative stress loops in which people go “deep end rude” out of seemingly nowhere.
This cuts me especially deeply. Thus, my retreat into the “Necessary Sanctuary.”
A place ALL are welcomed to visit.
I am a Chef, so I will feed you like royalty. From the heart. In my small, simple, but lovely and peaceful home. We can sing and play instruments. And give thanks and praises.
Just respect the lab. And know that I will always willingly give (first) that which I wish to receive.
No Competition.
Just love.

Simple, pure beauty…

As my Mother would say……
It be’s that way sometimes.
Life is hard enough. So I prioritize not making anyone’s life any more difficult that it will already be.
But this is rare. And typically not at all appreciated.
Thus….
I am a one Man Band. And Army of One. And a one Man Ministry.
Preaching The Gospel of Jesus Christ on the highest mountaintop I can climb for ALL to ignore.
Because it is my calling. A true labor of thankless love.
I AM “a Watchman.”

Ezekiel 33:6-8
King James Version
6 But if the watchman see the sword come, and blow not the trumpet, and the people be not warned;
if the sword come, and take any person from among them, he is taken away in his iniquity;
but his blood will I require at the watchman’s hand.
7 So thou, O son of man, I have set thee a watchman unto the house of Israel;
therefore thou shalt hear the word at my mouth, and warn them from me.
8 When I say unto the wicked, O wicked man, thou shalt surely die;
if thou dost not speak to warn the wicked from his way, that wicked man shall die in his iniquity;
but his blood will I require at thine hand.

And with that; I present my latest and greatest work.
Please kind to each other.
Peace x