So here's my bio...get ready, there will be a test!

So....I was born in the quiet hamlet of Reisterstown, Maryland sometime in nineteen-tigidty-four. I started playing music at the ripe age of 10 when the Baltimore County public school system decided it would be a good idea to introduce my fellow pupils and I to the joy of music via the trumpet, saxophone, violin, and drums. Three months later was our first concert, and never a more painful rendition of the Star Wars theme has ever been played. I think they may have canceled the music program soon after...

...During my teens, the same genius educational system that brought you "The Star Wars Theme Via Dying Badgers" forced me to decide between Choir and Band. I choose Band since, as we all know, that is where all the "cool kids" go. After numerous years of mediocre trumpet playing I graduated to the guitar and finally found something I could play, or at least fake my way through. A few lessons from some stoner-guy in Westminster at the "Christ Has Risen Music Store" and hours of practice later, I joined the high-school Jazz band and played to packed houses of sweaty, agitated, and otherwise unruly and unappreciative students in high-school auditoriums across the state....

...let's skip college, that's kind of a blur. I think I played some guitar, went to class, and graduated six years later...GO VT!

Flash forward to December 2003. I went to a party in the swank rolling hills of northern Baltimore where I happened upon the glorious sound that was Vinyl Rhino (aka Vertical Smile aka Flashpoint aka Redline). The rest, as they say, is history. Now we play to throngs of devoted fans across the globe, but somehow I still hold down my day job...

Some other crap:

Gear:
Mesa Boogie Triple Rectifier
Paul Reed Smith Custom 24's
AnalogMan Bi-Stereo Chorus
Electro-Harminox Phaser and Termelo
Boss Eq
Korg Rack Mount Tuner
Voodoo Labs GCX Ground Control and Channel Switching Unit
Charvel San Dimas
Ovation Acoustic Guitars
Sennheiser Mics

Hobbies:
Playing Guitar (duh), watching really bad movies (Puma Man!), one word: Engi-nerd.