There’s a profound connection between music and the unseen. Sound is more than vibration—it’s a gateway to Divine Architecture, echoing the harmonies of creation itself. Certain frequencies, like 432 Hz and 528 Hz, resonate with the natural harmonics of the universe, helping us realign with balance and healing. Even scripture speaks to this power. David played the harp to drive out the evil spirit that tormented Saul—a reminder that music doesn’t just entertain. It transforms.

Music is memory in motion. A single rhythm can transport us to a moment long buried: a first dance, a heartbreak, a lullaby whispered in the dark. Musicians are conductors of these emotional journeys, blending beats and melody to awaken something timeless within us. It’s a universal language—one that crosses cultures, generations, and even dimensions.

When I’m not immersed in the supernatural or the demands of daily life, I find solace in the sacred rudiments of drumming—a journey that began at age twelve. Growing up with ADHD, rhythm became my refuge. The motion of the drums helped calm the chaos, allowing me to move effortlessly between math and melody.

Today, my sound spans the raw energy of hard rock, the smooth grooves of funk, and the soulful pulse of R&B. Over the years, I’ve shared the stage with many talented musicians across the New England circuit. The Rhode Island music scene—gritty, vibrant, and full of heart—was a proving ground for countless artists who still carry its spirit with them.