Every morning when I walk into my office in a suit and tie, and face all of the other "execu-clones" and the mountains of paperwork, the stresses of deadlines, and the nagging feeling that 70% of my day is pure B.S., I regret not pursuing my music on a more serious basis. That regret is amplified every night when I get home, slip on the denim, pick up the guitar and pick the stress away. But, I also understand that I have a daughter in college, a nice car, a good stereo and a thousand or so CDs,...all of which would not last for long as is were I to quit the suit for a full time denim life. I still perform 3 or 4 weekends each month, get to meet and hang out with some amazing folks, make CD's, occassionally hear myself on the radio, and try to explain the lure of the denim to the suits...it's schizophrenic, for sure. And I'll continue to live with the regrets, every day.

Paul