Where does someone start a biography about himself or his body of work? What do you consider important and what gets left out? How do you determine relevance to the main subject? Everything that happens in a person’s life determines what will happen next so it is kind of hard to scan through a lifetime of information and paraphrase it all for a short biography. I will do my best to give you a good idea of who I am and why I do what I do so here goes.

            “ On a cold and grey Chicago morning a poor little baby child was born” .No wait, that’s not about me, what I meant to write was this. On a warm spring day in 1967 on the far western side of the Colorado Rocky Mountains a 10-pound (yes I said 10 pound) “baby child was born” in the country. I was the third born of what would become six children. I can remember being around five years old and knowing whom Elvis was. My dad had one of those record players that you could stack five or six 45’s on and they would play one right after the other. Every Saturday night the same six songs would play. “Get back “ The Beatles,” Good Hearted Woman” Waylon and Willie, “Mule Skinner Blues” the Fendermen, “Peggy Sue” and “Oh Boy” By Buddy Holly and “For the Heart” By none other than Elvis Presley. I will swear those same six songs were still on that stereo when we took it out of that house in 1991. I was around seven when I would stand on a picnic table and sing “Burning Love” for the neighborhood kids. I was eleven when I finally got my first guitar and around the age of 12 when I would put on Elvis’ album “Live at Madison Square Gardens” and do concerts for my three younger siblings. (I still have that album by the way)

            In the 80’s when it was not cool to be an individual I wasn’t as obvious about being an Elvis fan but I could still be found hiding in my room listening to some of my favorite tunes. I stayed true to my roots and followed the rockabilly/punk scene of the early eighties. In 1990 I earned my Associates Degree in radio broadcasting. I put myself through school as a nightclub disc jockey, the money was better then radio so I kept playing clubs. With the rising popularity of karaoke in the early 90’s I was forced to run a karaoke show. I was able to M.C. my show for about two months without ever singing a song. I was finally told that I could no longer “poke fun at the singers” unless I was able to put my money where my mouth was. Never singing in public before I picked a song I have heard a million times and you can guess who the artist was. I must have done pretty well because I was allowed to continue making fun of the other singers.  It was around 1995 when I put on my first jumpsuit (it was hideous) for a friends birthday party. I took a few years off and brought my act back in 2004, performing at an “Old fashioned fourth of July festival” in a replica “Concho” Jumpsuit. I’ve been perfecting my show ever since always adding new material and costumes. I was asked to perform a two-hour show on Elvis’70th birthday on January 8 2005. I sang 30 of his hits and 4 costume changes; I was also able to bring my guitar into the act for a little “68 comeback special” action. I now have a full show that consists of 35 plus songs six costume changes (Gold Lame To Jumpsuit and everything in between) and narration (for a little history lesson). I have performed at charity functions, birthday parties, schools, parks, county fairs, bars and museums. Sometimes 2 songs other times over 30 but each and every time I feel completely alive!