My love for music came straight from my parents. The first concert was Woodstock (Jimi Hendrix with an all Nashville band of sessions players-more...

At the age of 5, I recognized I was truly, different. As my mother took me and my little brother on a walk through Central Park, a lady with a full...

A personal story. I made the last move on the chessboard. A chance to combine calling and curiosity. I’ll always have a side hustle. It’s how I’m...

A new year begins. Another one ends. A mix of nostalgia and hope for the future. Running around on New Year's Eve, Dan Fogelberg's song "Same Auld...

My home was always filled with music. A toddler at Woodstock (a future blog), my parents imprinted the power of music and the connection from the...

It’s been 5 years since the first iteration of SPR launched. Since then we’ve survived a pandemic, gone virtual, watched the rise and fall of many...

One of my favorite singles from R.E.M.’s iconic album, Monster. When you hear it, it’s like you’ve heard it before (sorta like “Everybody Hurts)....

I’ve long been a fan of the number three. As a child, when I learned to count, instead of using my fingers, my mother taught me to use objects. The...

It happened. I was replaced. As a freelancer, it happens. Sometimes you know why, sometimes you don’t. A humbling experience and one I know I’ll...