Carlos

First off I was adopted and ever since I picked up a guitar its been the only thing that has really made me feel at home. I started playing a couple of years ago in order to vent out some tough times that I was going through. From the moment I started playing it was as if I was in my own world and nothing could hurt me. I originally started with the Piano but that kinda caved in when I realized that I couldn't carry it around. But my love for music has always been there mainly because no matter what happened to me, be it good or bad, I knew music was there to help me through it. How I got into the guitar is probably a re occurring theme. One summer at camp on the Georgian Bay I really gained an interest in how that six string works. I remember literally almost begging one of my friends to teach me the guitar and once he caved in I would constantly be on his case to teach me another note. Then chord by chord I got better and knew right then and there that is was the instrument for me. After that the guitar would never leave my side and be my voice when it was hard to speak.