THE JOURNEY…

I grew up in Danvers, a town about twenty miles north of Boston. The first rock and roll record I can remember hearing is “This Diamond Ring” by Gary Lewis and the Playboys. A year or two later my parents let each of us choose a record from their mail order record club and I chose “Beatles VI”. I guess that’s where the journey begins. I learned my first chords on guitar when I was around 10 but I didn’t really pursue it. I did all the normal suburban stuff-little league baseball, CYO basketball, high school sports, proms, blah blah, woof, woof. But when I turned 19, music became my thing. First I was in a duo with my friend Bobby C. Then I was in a band called Razz. In 1981 I started a band called the Catalinas. In 1983 Lenny Dunn joined the band and he’s still playing with me. I think that’s pretty cool. Anyway, we released a record that got played on WBCN and we played in the ’BCN rumble in 1987. We got calls from RCA, Arista and EMI but nothing materialized. We also opened up shows for some of our idols: Little Steven Van Zandt, NRBQ, South Side Johnny and The Asbury Jukes as well as every notable Boston band of the time (Stompers, Robin Lane etc.). My all time thrill, however, was a solo gig I played on December 2, 1988 when I opened for Roy Orbison at The Channel four days before his untimely death. But the journey also includes far less glamorous gigs. Playing in front of hookers, Hells Angels, Mafia club owners and every conceivable VFW, Italian American or Knights of Columbus hall from the North Shore to New Hampshire; Sunday nights at Grover’s in Beverly for five years. Now I’m going the solo route. I love playing with a band but there are other things I want to do. I definitely want to do some type of acoustic album -- I’ve got songs for that. I also want to be free to grab musicians who want to push my songs in whatever direction. I also need the freedom to be able to play what I want when I want. This hasn’t been possible the last few years because I felt I had to appease some people. No more. No appeasement. No hard feelings but, no more. “No mora”? “Si. No mora”. Now I’ll play where anyone lets me show up with my guitar. Coffee Houses? Sure. Open mikes? O.K. Joints? Why stop now? House parties? Nope. Sorry. Gotta draw the line somewhere. But almost anywhere else. The only hitch is I’m fazing out the covers. Should have done it a long time ago. So, am I still hanging on to the rock star dream? Oh I bet people are chomping at the bit to hear me say “yes” and provide a reason for this ego trip. Truth is, our (my) time on this planet is soooo limited. My time as a functioning musician even less so. My friend Linda Amero reminded me of this. She told me I better do a CD while I can still sing ‘cause when I’m sixty who knows what’s gonna happen? I enjoy communicating through songs and I like being creative. So, I hope you like my record. And my new website -- not bad for somebody who used to be computer phobic. Think of this album as a little window to my soul and I’ll see you at the next gig.

                                                                        Peace. Much love.

                                                                        Satch