I have a love/hate relationship with the ocean. Being from an island nation, you are expected to love and respect the ocean, which I do. I also have an equal degree of fear for it. My personal philosophy is “stay…

Every summer during High School, I would spend 3 months in DR. Most of that time was spent at my Dad’s hotel in Montecristi, a sleepy fishing town in the northwestern-most point of the country. Aside from my Dad’s place,…

Growing up, I idolized shows like “Saved by the Bell,” “Kids Incorporated” and “California Dreams”. To me, that was America. Gorgeous cheerleaders, beefy jocks and the occasional oddball. Where everyone was musically inclined or worshipped those who were. Bouncy, friendly…

During the Christmas break in 8th grade we went to Orlando to visit family. At the time I was sporting some longish hair and was just getting into being in my band, at the time called No. In DR, Pedro,…

This is not so much a memory, but a story that has been passed on by my parents. Mom, Dad, feel free to add to the story. I was born prematurely. I was 6 months and a few weeks. At…

Music has always been part of my life. From my early run-ins with my parent’s tape collection, to having unlimited access to my family’s record store, I was always surrounded by awesome and new music. In December 1992, my friend…

When my parents split, my Dad went to live at my Uncle Ruben’s pad, which was conveniently only two buildings over from ours. I used to go there often, so I befriended a kid who lived next door. His name…