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This page is about me. I will not tell you my name, As it is up to you to figure out. I was born in Southern Califorina. I grew up in places such as Garden Grove, Anaheim, and Riverside. My childhood was pretty much uneventful. I never had such a thing as a "family" unit growing up, as my mother and father had divorced when I was very young. I do not carry any animosity toward them for this, But I do sometimes wonder what it might have been like to do such things as play ball, take walks, and see how parents spent their time together. I never really liked video games and toys like a lot of my friends did. I prefered things like exploring on my bike, listening to music, dreaming while staring at the stars and wishing to the moon. I never really had a lot of friends and stuck to myself pretty much. I found great enjoyment from doing things like tryng to listen to cordless phone conversations on a shortwave radio, throwing eggs at windows, breaking windows, and sitting on top of a bridge that was close to where I lived so that I could contemplate the cars going by on the freeway. I wondered who they were and where they were going. What were they thinking? A lot of my time was spent this way, just sitting and dreaming. This is probably why I tend to have a lust for adventure, to see and do new things that others might deem either impossible or out of reach. In school, I would rather kiss the girls than memorize lessons. While the other boys would do meaningless things during recess like race each-other, or play baseball I would tend to hang around with the girls because I liked them more than the boys. I was fascinated by them. I had falllen deeply in love at an early age with one of them. I will get more to that later.
Music had always been an integral part of my life. While passing the hours sitting in my room and listening to the radio, I wondered what it would've been like to to make those songs. Songs like Time by Pink Floyd lent themselves a spooky eerieness that made me wonder what was to happen to me in my life. For instance; A passage from Time by Pink Floyd
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
Even today I wonder if I had started to soon or too late. Have I missed anything? Am I too far ahead? Sometimes it were songs such as Cat Scratch Fever by Ted Nugent that gave, and still do give me that feeling of restles excitement. Other times it was when I would listen to the ACDC album, If You Want Blood.....You've Got It, that drove my mind into a fervored frenzy of excitement that made me want to just loose control
I wanted to play this music!
I had just turned twelve years old.
More to come.
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