Once upon a time, in a Central New York town with more cows than people, a baby was born. Aside from the magical and ostentatious introduction, he was largely unremarkable. That baby was me. Now I’m larger, quite hairier, and most importantly, I can sorta talk! Shout out to my teachers at Tully Junior Senior High School, and all the Music Composition training I got at SUNY Fredonia. Thanks to them, I’m now equipped with all the right tools to write meme music and play piano in the woods. Or melodica in a grain silo. Or, um, all the stuff that goes with producing an album. But that’s not nearly as significant as my ability to glide across water like Jesus (but with skis). Jokes aside, I love finding unique forms of expression through art. That said, if you watch porn with the volume turned up, you’re gonna love this.