My Professional Evolution in 3 Chapters

Chapter 1: Music

I started playing locally, in high school. Then regionally. Then nationally.

It built slowly. The way real things do — one load-in/load-out at a time. 3AM Montreal, hauling gear into a van in temperatures that made your hands stop working. Fifty-seven hours of driving to play a show in Winnipeg. Weeks on the road that became months. Relationships that couldn't survive the distance, no matter how much you wanted them to.

But we were moving. And when you're moving with passion and purpose, the grit feels like fuel.

It paid off. Regular airplay. Three Top-Twenty Singles. Tours and shows alongside Three Days Grace, Nickelback, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Big Sugar, The Trews. A publishing deal. And then — the night that felt like the summit — an ECMA Award for Best Rock Group.

We were up all night. Industry parties, handshakes, that electric feeling of a room full of people who suddenly know your name. By morning, my lead singer and I were sitting in the hotel restaurant, having breakfast. Exhausted. Empty in the best possible way. The kind of tired that only comes after a decade of slugging it out.

We didn't need to say much. We both knew what it had cost.
That's when he looked at me and for an odd moment - then told me his girlfriend was pregnant. I knew right then. It was over.

Not dramatically. Not all at once. That's what nobody tells you about endings — the worst ones don't arrive like a crash. They arrive like a slow leak.

We would later be offered a Producer Deal from Little Mountain Sound in Vancouver. The summit was real. The future was real. Until it wasn't.

What followed was the same grind that had taken us up — only now in reverse, and stripped of everything that had made it bearable.No joy. No forward momentum. Just motion without meaning. Going through the motions of something that used to be alive

It felt like watching something beautiful, decay in your hands. Like trying to hold sand — and no matter how tightly you close your fist, you can feel it falling through your fingers.

And then it's gone.