A decade ago, I was a failed musician, broke , moving with delusions of grandeur, a DUI, recently evicted, and asking God ’How did I end up here. Fast forward, at 40, I own a home with my wife, I don’t drink, and my feet firmly planted on the ground. I’ve got a pretty good career, and making music is the furthest thing from my mind. Not who I thought I would ever be, but I’m happy I’m here!