In February of 1999, I took my Ford Econline E150 across the United States on my way to Santa Cruz, CA. The trip was filled with misadventures and mishaps, but the one destination that was far worth my while was my trip to the Supai Indian Reservation. An old college bud had spoken highly of his acid laced experiences in the area, and I had always taken interest in his exaggerations. No road leads directly to Supai, so the only way to access the canyon town is by helicopter or by trail on foot or horseback. Because of it's remote location,
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Africa
I was raised in the United States deep in the suburban ghettos of Worcester, MA (1972-1990). I lived in the high country of Colorado for a year and moved to Boulder, CO where I lived under the Flatirons for nine more years (1990-2000). After a trip to Jamaica in 1995, I realized the grounded nature of the Rastafarian culture and took up it's influences. I moved to Santa Cruz, CA and worked with an internationally recognized reggae group "We are One". I am currently performing and living in the Seacoast area of NH. My travels have taken me throughout the Lower Forty Eight States, Canada, Europe, Mexico, Jamaica, Hawaii, Puerto Rico, and Peru.
