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It was around mid-1985 when my dad bought my first bass. I was 13 at the time. It
was a ’70 Fender Musicmaster that my Dad had refinished himself. I went to the music
store, bought a cheap little 30-watt practice amp and that was the end of any “normal”
life I would have.
I took lessons for about a year but moved on when my teacher told me that I was at
the end of her curriculum. I was learning everything I could get my hands on like Van
Halen, Whitesnake, Def Leppard and Billy Sheehan just to name a few. I joined a group
of older people (35-40 at the time) and picked up on their set list rather easily. After 3
weeks of rehearsal, I played my first bar gig. I was 14.
I did the high school rock band thing further cutting my teeth on yet more 80’s hair
bands and a lot of classic rock stuff. By the time I was 18, I was gigging regularly locally
and had actually gotten to be pretty good. Right after I turned 19, I got a call from a
large entertainment company and was asked to replace the bass player in one of the
bands they had on the road. I gladly accepted and headed out.
I stayed on the road for the better part of 5 years. I recorded my first album with that
band. I actually moved to Tampa during that time as well. While in Tampa, I did
nothing but play. I recorded 3 more albums, played with several bands and formed a
management company that handled 5 bands. The last thing I did there was record a
record for Perris Records that did pretty well.
Fate is a road that has many twists and turns and my road led back to Michigan in 1997.
It wasn’t long after that that “the Schwann’s Man” hooked me up with Mike Baker and
we put together Super-Fly Tunka. After a couple of years with that we ended up parting
ways and then as fate would have I was asked to join Aftermath. After a line-up change
and the discovery of the right chemistry, here we are with Slap Maggy. You can damn
well believe that the best is yet to be written.
Stay tuned…………..
was a ’70 Fender Musicmaster that my Dad had refinished himself. I went to the music
store, bought a cheap little 30-watt practice amp and that was the end of any “normal”
life I would have.
I took lessons for about a year but moved on when my teacher told me that I was at
the end of her curriculum. I was learning everything I could get my hands on like Van
Halen, Whitesnake, Def Leppard and Billy Sheehan just to name a few. I joined a group
of older people (35-40 at the time) and picked up on their set list rather easily. After 3
weeks of rehearsal, I played my first bar gig. I was 14.
I did the high school rock band thing further cutting my teeth on yet more 80’s hair
bands and a lot of classic rock stuff. By the time I was 18, I was gigging regularly locally
and had actually gotten to be pretty good. Right after I turned 19, I got a call from a
large entertainment company and was asked to replace the bass player in one of the
bands they had on the road. I gladly accepted and headed out.
I stayed on the road for the better part of 5 years. I recorded my first album with that
band. I actually moved to Tampa during that time as well. While in Tampa, I did
nothing but play. I recorded 3 more albums, played with several bands and formed a
management company that handled 5 bands. The last thing I did there was record a
record for Perris Records that did pretty well.
Fate is a road that has many twists and turns and my road led back to Michigan in 1997.
It wasn’t long after that that “the Schwann’s Man” hooked me up with Mike Baker and
we put together Super-Fly Tunka. After a couple of years with that we ended up parting
ways and then as fate would have I was asked to join Aftermath. After a line-up change
and the discovery of the right chemistry, here we are with Slap Maggy. You can damn
well believe that the best is yet to be written.
Stay tuned…………..
