Growing up in the Hope Gardens projects in Brooklyn, I was surrounded by poverty, violence, and struggle. But amidst the chaos, I found solace in music. I started playing guitar when I was 13 years old, and it quickly became my escape. It wasn’t long before my talent caught the attention of my friends and neighbors, and I became known as the “Hood John Mayer.” At first, I was hesitant to embrace this title. I didn’t want to be pigeonholed as just another musician from the hood. But as I started performing at local events and talent shows, I realized that my acceptance was unique. It was rare for someone from an urban environment to be known for singing and playing guitar, and I used this to my advantage. I started writing my own songs, drawing from my experiences growing up in the projects. My music was raw, emotional, and unapologetic. I didn’t shy away from the harsh realities of my surroundings, and my lyrics reflected that. But I also infused hope and resilience into my songs, emphasizing that even in the darkest of times, there is always a glimmer of light. As I used the platforms I was creating, Sunday Night Screenings, Bud and Roach Show, etc., as promotional tools, I started gaining more recognition for my music. People were drawn to my unique blend of acoustic guitar and soulful vocals, and my small fan base continued to grow. This title I was given so long ago allowed me to break down barriers and shatter stereotypes, proving that talent and passion know no bounds. And as I continued to pursue my passion for music, I remained grateful for every step of the journey, knowing that each one has led me to the next.

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