Let's Start At the Very Beginning

Music and books have been a part of my life for longer than I can remember. My mom would spend the precious minutes, that I tried to use NOT going to bed, reading to me some nights and singing hymns to me the other nights. That simple start spring boarded me into the love I currently have for the musical and literary worlds. I would spend every moment possible listening to music, reading books or trying (badly) to write my own. I would fall asleep reading a book and wake up playing the radio. I would read in school and listen to music on the way to daycare and home. My mom would play her radio and I would hear a little rock, some R&B, some gospel or some country (those were the major genres back in the 80's) and as I got older, I added rap and later, classical. I would hijack my mom's 8-tracks and cassette tapes (which I still have today). I would read whatever books I could get my hands on. From fairy tales to adventure to a little horror. My mom kept appropriate reading materials on hand at all times, and what she didn't get for me, I got from the library. By the time I was 9 I had exhausted my personal and school library options and began spending time at my local public library. I still use my original library card to this day. It has one heck of a split in it, it I think it looks pretty good to be 21 years old. I took every chance I could get to sing. From school choruses to church choirs. Thanks to being active in music, I developed a love for most of the genres played. I never got into rock, however I loooove the power of an electric guitar. So, this is how my "me" began. Full of music and books. Loving them helped me come to love many other forms of art and expression as I have grown. Because of my simple beginnings, I have a great passion for the two of them to this day. They are what I love and what I live. And I love living them.