“It all started in the back of my Dads green 740i BMW heading up north to Waipu cove.
He had one CD called “Beer Songs” which was some liquor store special CD he got for free with a box of Heinekens. It was crammed with classic rock, including Steppenwolf – Born To Be Wild – The moment I heard that song at 4 or 5 years old I knew it was my calling to make Rock and Roll.
Around the age of 11 I broke my leg in 3 places on the first day of the summer holidays. My old man’s best friend brought me a Spanish acoustic guitar to pass the time with. That guitar opened up my entire world.
I sat next to the radio and started trying to replicate everything I heard. It didn’t take long before my dad recognized my passion and bought me an American made Sunburst Highway One Stratocaster. That guitar shaped my playing and the writing style I have to this day.
