At the age of 5, I was banging every pot and pan that was in my mother's kitchen. My dad would come home from work and find me picking lampshades off the lights in our home to create a "makeshift" drum set. Both of my parents had a talk and decided that it was time for drum lessons! As the 5th birthday present, I received a small trap set, and the journey to one of Chicago's largest music stores to meet a tall man with a thin tie who became my first drum instructor.
The music gene was in my blood. My mother at a young age originally studied violin and piano at the Royal Academy of music in London, and my father also came from a long line of musically inclined brothers and sisters.
By age eight, I was already attempting to form different bands and entered elementary school talent shows. For many years I stuck with my drums and and my family's commitment to music, along side of my older brother, who plays guitar and keyboards, and my older sister, who plays the piano and loves to sing. My parents provided the love and inspiration needed through the worst times so they could positively focus on practicing solo and as a trio for hours.
By the age of 16, I was working with the high school band by the name of Windrose, which was a full 7 piece group complete with a horn section taking after our idols, Chicago, Tower of power, Santana, and Blood Sweat and Tears just to name a few.
A music management company, Glenn Henry entertainment agency, heard the band play and started booking them throughout Southern California.
While performing with Windrose, among the vast musical audiences, the leader of the Wes Marquett jazz quartet recruited me for several jobs, including working in the recording studio.
At age 20, I began working with several bands. While on the road with Windrose, I became extremely ill. A fill-in drummer was found and I returned home to find out that I was suffering with the disease known as "Ulcerative Colitis." This disease progressed to a colon pre-cancer stage. Beyond devastation, I started the long journey of medical care and treatment plans. It was my drumming and music that allowed me to keep my state of mind in shape. By age 22, I was told that my entire large intestine would have to be surgically removed in order to live and continue with my career. At UCLA Medical Center on November 21, 1979, with my family by my side, a colectomy (thirteen hour surgery), was performed to remove my diseased colon.
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