Beaches Of Mexico 

Live In-studio video of my song Beaches of Mexico is now up! Check it out here: Beaches Of Mexico. Thanks to Jill Kreinbrink for helping shoot this, and Sara Gunderson for editing.

Tweet Battles: The Future of World War 

I was about to participate willingly in an event only the year 2015 could bring. Flying cars? No. Walking, talking robots? I wish. How about…a Twitter battle? Yes, it's a moment like this when I know God must exist, because only a higher power could have orchestrated such a hilarious event so perfectly. There was my friend, singer Rayvon Owen, standing next to Ryan Seacrest, his fate in the hands of 13-year-old voters across America, fighting for TWEETS. After all the auditions, performances, and television…Read more

Shooting Beaches of Mexico 


Hey friends,

Just shot a cool in-studio performance with the wonderful Jill Kreinbrink a couple days ago.  Can't wait to share it with you! Through the power of computers, midi, and Ableton Live, I'm able to play the entire song live using just a bass, my voice, and a couple shakers. In the meantime while we edit the footage, enjoy this clip from the original looped version of my song, Beaches of Mexico.



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UPCOMING: Show May 12th at Pour Vous - Los Angeles, CA

Calling Out with Susan Pinsky! 

Had an amazing experience on the show earlier this week with Susan Pinsky on her podcast, "Calling Out". I tagged along last minute with guest Taylor Williamson from America's Got Talent (TaylorWilliamson.com), and we both were floored by our phone call with psychic medium Joshua John (AskJJ.org). To listen to the whole episode, click here - Episode: Breaking AGT's Taylor Williamson. Thanks to Susan for having me on, and playing my song Ready Or Not at the end of the podcast!

Upcoming shows:
April 26th 4PM @…Read more

A New Year, A New Journey 

The last couple months have been…well, life-changing. Instead of blogging, I sat at my father's bedside as he finished the final chapter of his story. I've been with my family through it all, from his passing, full of sorrow and relief, to his memorial, filled with celebration and support. But now it's 2015, and a year full of opportunities and possibilities lies ahead. I'm the same person I was last year, but at the same time I'm completely changed. The journey of this life teaches us so many things, and…Read more

Climbing the Media Mountain 

At 10,000 feet, Baldy was winning. Every step was a struggle, and four hours in, Jill and I were seriously reflecting on whether or not we had bitten off more than we could chew with this mountain. We had exhausted all techniques to distract our bodies from shutting down -- singing songs, counting steps to one hundred, dreaming about food, anything to forget that our legs were turning to jelly. “Forget this, I’d rather surf,” was a common quote that afternoon. The struggle was real (I can’t even imagine…

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Acoustic Or Bust: What $250,000 Sounds Like 

An All-American breakfast is great. A big, juicy, grade-A cheeseburger is even better. When you put them together? Total mouth-watering insanity…and it actually exists. One of my favorite burgers in Los Angeles is the Breakfast Burger at Umami, topped with an over-medium egg, beer-cheddar, bacon lardons, smoked-salt onion strings and smashed cheesy tots. So ridiculous...and amazing. You can hardly eat it because of its height, and there's not a chance you won't make a mess. If you've been eating Big Macs…Read more

From The Road: Making An Impression 

My woman has a party trick, and it kind of involves self-mutilation. She can write on her skin. No, not with a pen or a Sharpie. She can actually write on her skin just by pressing down, and after a few minutes the letters rise up from nothing. It's called dermographism, or "skin writing," and I wish I could do it. At first she thought it was a rash caused by an allergy, but it's actually just something her skin does. As it turns out, a lot of people have this, and they draw all sorts of crazy things on…Read more

​SPECIAL SONG EDITION: Ready Or Not  

It was the end of that hump summer: I’d made it halfway through college at Belmont U. I don’t know what your college experience was like, but all my friends and I just felt like older kids. Real life was still too far off to worry about, but that didn’t stop life from changing. Everyone had cars. Most of us had just moved out of the dorms to live off campus. Of course, it was the year we all turned 21. Before the year could really get going, we headed up to the Midwest. One of our good friends, Jill…Read more

Falling Off The Playhouse: Last Week's Tour 

Before I realized what had happened, I was on my back, barely able to breathe. Pure shock, and uncontrollable sobbing, that’s what I remember. My mom helped me into the house, where I sat crumpled on the La-Z-Boy, sniffling and trying to regain some shred of dignity in front of my friend, Tara, who had been playing in my backyard all afternoon. My six-year-old self had climbed on top of the playhouse, and decided it would be fun to lean over the edge (upside down) to look in the window where Tara was. That…Read more