First Exercise (10 minutes) My real name is buried deep on a farm filled with brambles with razor-sharp grey thorns. The silt path to the place my name is buried is thin and winds between each towering bramble. One wrong step will […]
Home is not for relaxing I don’t do much in the way of kicking back with a beer or a glass of wine. I didn’t grow up doing it, and if I’m home, I’m either completely avoiding everything and everyone by sleeping, […]
image inspiration? Jimi Hendrix. after all, we’re both African American Cherokees. I’m hoping to someday be as awesome and moving as a singer songwriter as he is a songwriter guitarist. he’s an early inspiration for me, when I was rebelling against the […]
