A little over 10 years ago as I sat on my bedroom floor in Tamworth nursing a broken heart, a close friend appeared at my front door offering to lend me his brand new Fender Squire to play around with until I felt better. Within the week I'd bought my own and began to write songs.

They were terrible.

Over the next 4 years while studying at university in Sydney, I continued to write; largely inspired and influenced by the music of Jack Johnson - who I discovered on a burnt CD given to me by a taxi driver in Phuket.

Just when it looked like I’d settled on doing chilled-out, slightly-cheesy, acoustic, singer/songwriter stuff, I was seduced by the electronic end of the spectrum and my musical tastes took a sharp left turn. Unsatisfied with just being on the dance floor, I took a few DJ lessons and as I swiftly fell in love with the craft of mixing, my guitar began to gather dust on her stand. 

Over the next few years I earnestly set about building life with music at the centre. Every waking minute was spent practicing, playing in clubs, producing my own songs, and occasionally helping out on lead vocals for electronic-pop band, ISLND.

Life was great. I knew exactly what I wanted and where I was going. Then at the end of 2016, for no apparent reason, my unshakeable drive to pursue a career in music suddenly evaporated. I felt aimless; as if I was stranded on a raft in the middle of the ocean with no land or wind in sight.  

Lost and disillusioned, I walked away from music with no intention of ever going back. But upon returning from my first trip to Europe in late 2017, my old guitar - which I had not touched in years - began to virtually scream out for me to dust her off and have a strum. I obliged and, almost instantly, my inextricable connection to music came flooding back.

I returned to my roots and began to chase the dragon again with renewed zeal, but quickly slipped into old habits of procrastination, becoming distracted by things that simply didn’t matter. I was getting nowhere. So I went right back to the drawing board and spent the last 12 months with my head down doing the one thing I should’ve been doing all along: writing music. 

Now, after countless false starts and wrong turns, I'm finally ready to start sharing it with you.