About Mike :

 

I started out in a farm town in Connecticut, spending my time exploring the woods, old abandoned buildings, and writing spooky music. I got my first guitar around 12, and started writing music shortly after.

 

Things started to come alive artistically when I moved to Providence, Rhode Island. There’s a lot of catching up to do when you move to the city, culturally speaking. I moved into a punk house with seven roommates. There was a rotating cast of bands practicing in the basement, the living room was crammed wall to wall with pinball machines, a 24/7 garage sale was set up in a repurposed newspaper vending machine out front, and there was a canoe casually buried vertically in the backyard. Days were spent killing time on the front stoop, and nights were spent drinking 'gansets at DIY show spaces. True salad days. 

Life in L.A. is a little more complicated and can be overwhelming at first, you’re surrounded by the titans of your industry. The sheer amount of people is hard to comprehend, especially when you come from a town where your high school class was barely a hundred people. But now, having been here for six years, I’ve found myself surrounded by people who are tenacious and inspired, determined to make something of themselves and make a difference in the world. This is the level of passion that I’ve always wanted to be a part of.