Here's me with a pussy. The first and the last time, I can assure you.
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Hello. I'm Chris. I’m a boy, clearly (or not so clearly…it’s hard to tell nowadays, isn’t it?). I’m a musician, a singer and a songwriter. I’m a 30-something guy who is trying to comes to terms with gravity and its effects on my cheeks. I’m into music (it’s kind of my thing) and creating sounds out of nothing. I also wear hats all the time because I hate doing my hair (and also slowly losing it).
I got my start in Idaho, a place where I thought real life was like a Disney movie and embarrassed my parents when I would sing about needing to go to the bathroom. I honestly believed I could walk outside with ribbons taped to my head and convince the freaked out squirrels and other woodland creatures to come sit with me and, maybe just maybe, help me with my chores. I was a weirdo, but also obviously amazing.
I hate sports. Like, I really don’t get them. So I decided one day to take Choir because I’m kind of gay and I sing and I thought it didn’t involve sweating and playing with balls so it must be good. I was scared shitless. I was told I could sing “like, really, really good” and was suddenly doing solos, performing and being entered into festivals and competitions in the Northwest. I hated it a lot, but was too much of a people-pleaser in those days to say N to the O—so I did it.
Thus began the journey that I’ve been on ever since. I was offered a couple developmental deals in the Christian market because I started getting known in that genre because I was attending a private Christian school where I achieved my initial liftoff. I’m not religious and I believe everyone has a right to believe whatever they choose to, so I was laughed at the idea and got the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks out of there. Instead, I moved to Boston to attend Berklee College of Music and blossomed. My songs were heard on Sirius/XM and I was being nominated for awards like the Hollywood Music Awards. I even had a song you didn't know you heard in a certain TV show about Jersey guidos in all their glory.
10 years ago I relocated to Los Angeles (La La Land is the most accurate nickname ever for this place) after graduating from Berklee, initially to do an internship with Songs Music Publishing (later well-known for signing writer-artists like Lorde and The Weeknd before being bought out by Kobalt Music). I thought it was only a temporary move, but I’ve been here ever since.
It’s been a crazy, wild ride and I’ve gone from crazy, wild and borderline alcoholic to sane(ish) along the way. But I’ve learned a lot, which is what Life is all about.
I’m also literally 1-degree of separation from any Hollywood celebrity you could think of, which surely means I’ve made it, right?
Anyway, thank you for coming to my little spot on the World Wide Web. I'm not trying to be super famous. I'm not trying to be anyone but me. My music is therapy and it's a reflection of who I am—at very specific moments in time. Thank you for listening.