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I was born in the Finger Lakes region of upstate NY. My family and I lived on a 100-acre farm at the southern tip of Seneca Lake, and within earshot of Watkins Glen International Raceway. Plenty of room to roam, and drum.
I was always interested in music thanks to my parents. Why the drums? I’m not sure. I was playing (you could call it banging) on everything from the furniture to coffee cans. Then came the Sears and Roebuck snare drum, which I quickly destroyed.
In the spring of 1994 Zak Stevens called and invited me to join Savatage. The band had just suffered the loss of guitarist Criss Oliva, and was regrouping for another recording and tour. Through the strength of the Wicked Witch demos, and Zak’s recommendation, Paul O’Neill and Jon Oliva agreed to give me a shot. And I was in. My career had officially started. All the years of practicing, the gigs, the highs and lows, finally paid off, and I haven’t looked back.