17 years in…and it became apparent that no other direction had any sense of resonance. Nothing else registered. But at that age, you have no idea what’s involved, what it takes, in fact you barely know anything. Instead you're wrapped in delusions of grandeur wishing for that instant break.

But it didn't happen in an instant and I’m glad it didn’t… Something that comes into your hands quickly and easily rarely holds a great amount of significance.

The next few years were learning years..
Enter a production line of jobs in search of that necessary albeit elusive ingredient (money to get started).

On the music front, bands didn't work, duo efforts subsided and my first solo efforts recording left me more jaded.....They felt boring and needed to be more..much more. More exciting, more unpredictable....
That's when the real decision was made. The decision that I wanted to do everything myself... That is, every instrument right down to the photography and design. The problem... I only knew guitar and this would require a lot of money. The conclusion.. In order for this to be realised, drastic measures had to be taken… So for 2 years I travelled working on the Railway...

There were times where the rigours of the job felt nothing short of brutal (swinging a sledge hammer for months on end isn't exactly bliss) but the bigger picture was embedded in me and I stuck with it.
I earned in 2 years what would've taken 10.

I unloaded all of the savings into a mini studio and bought every instrument I needed. New electric and amp, bass, drum kit, keyboard and all the recording gear as well.
The last year was dedicated to learning each instrument as best as I could, enrolling in a short recording course, and ending with the writing and recording process from home..

Fast forward to today and here I am.. Finally the ep is ready. I never considered a back up plan.