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“I didn’t choose music because it looked cool. I chose it because it’s the only hand I have left to play ’cause everything else failed.”

Most bios talk about the neon lights, the tour buses, and the party. That ain’t my story. My story is about relationships break your heart, a career that doesn’t pay the bills, and plans that didn’t work out the way you expected them to… In those moments, the only thing still holding me together was a pen, paper, and a cheap guitar that couldn’t hold tune for shit.

For a long time, I tried the path you’re ‘supposed’ to take. The path that looks right on paper. I followed directions, colored inside the lines, only to wind up in a spot where the future still has more questions than certainty, and more struggle than peace. It turns out that the rains come, and sometimes they wash out your plans. However, you have to grab a new sheet of paper and start again. Here I am.

Vuck Luck isn’t a character I’m playing; it’s genuinely who I am… A man who has endured the pain, strain, beers, and tears that coincide with a lifetime of ‘Fuck-Luck’. Yet, life presented me with two choices: give up, or refuse to surrender. I choose the latter. Now, I’m sharing the songs I’ve written and hope they resonate with other people who have been down on their luck, broke to the point where they still had to cash in pop cans after donating plasma, and been so heartbroken that they were scared to talk about it, knowing it would make them cry.

I’m not here to tell you that everything will be okay. I’m here to tell you that you’re not alone – we’re still here, and we have to keep grinding forward. So let’s laugh, let’s drink, and let’s be fully vested in the good times… because when the hard times knock on your door again, you will know you will keep pushing forward. This is our fight. Welcome to the pack.

Vuck Luck

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