I'm a fan of music, plain and simple. Growing up, my mom filled the house with eclectic sounds, playing records ranging from Rock'n Roll, Rap, World Music, and even Disco. I ate it all up.

Throughout my youth, I never really fit in with the crowd: my jacket didn't have enough patches for the punks, my pants weren't baggy enough for the hip hop heads, and I left my suit at home so the rudeboys looked the other way.  

I’m only me and this right here is Another Generation.