I was born into this world, where music tries to prevail over our hatred, prejudice, and countless defects of character towards one another. Music, also tries to soothe our own personal defects of character, well within our own starving spiritual souls. The majority of music can be our very own teacher in the air, being an invisible and invincible force, that plays to teach us about love, sadness, laughter, peace towards our fellow Man/Woman and child, and much about life itself.
Rock & Roll embraced me at an early age; it taught me how to become a striving musician. Then it taught me how to develop a never- ending passion for music.
I haven't been "normal" since! I've come to understand how music can make one crazy! Crazy, that I have countless original compositions in my head, which need to be released to the world, so that when my time is up on this confused Earth is up, I can rest in peace!
Try to put yourself in my shoes? Never mind; sometime, it to hard to explain that I have this "life threatening matter" that needs to be heard out ( my music), to be taken into consideration and understood. Nobody seems to care, much less even give you the time of day, unless your already famous, or heard on the radio! I've been entered into their short- term memory banks, and there, I guess I'll remain.
Some people have asked, "Why the mask?" Please don't ask. It's not a very pretty story. Let's just say that fate and time dealt me the wrong card hand, and I've had nothing better to do than live my life out with a "Dead man's Hand. Every day is Halloween for me! It's kind of frightening to me, what my life has endured, but realistically true.
Enough about my agitated life. Please listen to my music, my CD, "The Party Accident!" and give me the "Time Of Day."
I really don't care about the fame and glory, which comes along with super stardom, but somewhere, some day along this roller coaster ride, these ups and downs of Rock & Roll. I'd like to make some $$$...
The Phantom Of Rock is currently seeking a manager, a recording contract, and last, but importantly least, YOU, my Rock "N" Roll family!
PEACE AND LOVE TO ALL,
Robert E, Sturgill (The Phantom Of Rock)