In primary school I was the kid who took a tennis racket to show-and-tell and mimed my way through a fervent performance synchronised to my Silverchair CD. By middle school I was making hip-hop videos on a handy cam for boast raps I had written to the Cleanin' Out My Closet beat. When I turned eighteen I received the greatest gift I could ever hold; my first guitar! 

Once I had some basic skills under my fingers I was hooked. I quit everything else to focus on playing music. That guitar gave me answers to all the questions I'd be asking myself. It taught me patience, courage and expression. It taught me how to learn a skill way more than any class I'd taken at school. It taught me who I was. 

I wanted to learn everything I could about music, so I enrolled in a Diploma of Music at TAFE where I applied myself in every aspect, often spending my lunch breaks in a practice room running major scales with the lights out to memorise the frets.