My passion for creating music is a thing of the past.

Or so I thought.

I imagine a painter gets the same therapy by starting with a blank canvas and then creating an image using different mediums and colors.

My colors have always been sound. In high school, the synths of HOOKED ON LOVE by Dead or Alive, and the beats of Man To Man Parish played in my room as I taped Farrah Fawcett posters over my Steve Kelso Colt Posters.

Living in fear daily of what would happen if my father found out I was gay. Music saved me then, and I guess it still saves me now.

Locking myself in a room for hours, maybe days and just being in a matrix of possible sounds calms me.

When I started this mix, I had no intention of sharing it.

Many people will hear sounds, and call it not music.

But a few of you, that see the world in a different light will enjoy this ride.

It's my fears, faith, hope, anger, and resolution in a 3-day therapy session.

Hope you enjoy the ride.