Music is what feelings sound like. ~Author Unknown

My love affair with music began before I was even a living and breathing soul on this planet. Music has been seared into my DNA from previous generations of musicians in the Davis family. My grandfather played guitar and was in a country band when he was younger growing up in the rural outskirts of Houston. To this day, he’ll still pick up a guitar every now and then and strum a few chords or tune out the world listening to bluegrass classics.

From there, the music bug struck my father. He taught himself how to play the guitar at the age of 13. He likes to say that it took practice to get as good as he did, but the truth is he has an undeniably amazing gift to make some of the most beautiful music that has ever passed through a listener’s ears. During his teenage years, he quickly honed his craft to be able to play anything ranging from the Ventures to Chet Atkins to Jimi Hendrix. I remember him telling me stories about how he’d have to leave biology lab while in college to rush home and play a song that had come on the radio. It would drive him crazy to be stuck in a classroom trying to concentrate on work when the rhythm and sounds of a song would constantly be playing over and over in his head. He’s the kind of person that will start out with just a few chords at the beginning of a day and at the end of the day he has a whole melody for a song written in his head. He has been the most heavily influential person in my life especially when it comes to music.

As a young girl growing up in Corpus Christi, I remember going with my dad to Hacienda Records to listen to him record music with his fellow band mates. I remember riding in the back seat of his white ’79 TransAm listening to the Droids featuring my father, Lewis & Mikey. I remember pulling out my dad’s records and playing them nonstop. I was first introduced to the rolling sounds of surf music from the Ventures and the electro-pop sound of Devo when I was about 4 years old. From there, the obsession continued to grow. It became a need for me to have music in my life.

I decided to start a blog to have an outlet for my writing that gets bottled up in my head and give me a chance to write about my one true passion, music. I’ve had friends and family request that I start writing more so here goes. I also plan to write about other things that touch my life. It may not always be perfect, but it will always be me.