Guy grew up without having a piano in the house. No collection of old records to go through. No musical background whatsoever. So it was no surprise that the musician inside of him hesitated when Guy first picked up a guitar. It felt right and foreign at the same time. “I taught myself how to play but there were times when the guitar was just collecting dust.” Still, there was something magical about that piece of wood. “Somehow that damn thing gives me freedom as much as it is a torture instrument,” says Guy about his guitar.  

     

Guy’s family had a hard time making ends meet. Just another story of broken hearts and a broken home. Despite or perhaps because of it, words and melodies kept popping up out of nowhere. Through the years I really got into Blues and Soul but also Country and Hip-Hop music. I can’t explain what the greats like Howlin’ Wolf, B.B. King and Johnny Cash do to me. Their music is drenched in pain and fights the good fight at the same time. If I were to make music it would have to sound like this. Singing from the heart and on the top of your lungs. I guess, deep down in the depths of my soul, someone has been screaming all along. I just didn’t want to hear him.” 

 

When the music almost forces you to get it out there, even then you can still resist. “Possessed by fear, looking back on the years it destroyed any sense of joy” Guy sings on “If Only I had.” “Always this fear, it’s driving me insane. It’s a terrible friend but a convincing one. I never thought I’d have the guts to get on a stage.” Something changed when Guy and his girlfriend found out they were expecting their first child. “I don’t know why but I made a promise to myself to step up, record my songs and make an EP.” This EP turned out to be an album. “I guess I never break a promise. Better still, I’ll make you a new one: it won’t be long before my sophomore album is done.”