The Making of the "Dewme Decibel System"

 During my college years, I was fortunate and found a solid group of friends.  A little over a decade later, that group of friends has evolved and we still function as a cohesive group.  We have many goals that we succeed with accomplishing like ski trips, live music trips, camping, beach weekends, annual parties, etc. 

Often times when we get together we end up playing music.  It’s usually Slosh and Alex on guitar, with Prime Printer Dave making guest appearances from time to time.  Shuman and Scott on percussion, Ralphy on banjo, Jeff on keys or any random instrument that he may have found at a second hand store, your’s truly on percussion and anyone on vocals.  

It’s the highlight of most get togethers.  Slosh will play “The Hit” because, well, it’s the shit.  And then he and Alex will always play some Ween and Talking Heads with lots of improv somewhere in between.  These sessions lead me to create a band in my mind called “The Dewme Decibel System”.  For years now, this group of friends has been talking about the Dewme Decibel System, but I could never get it to go further than talk. 

After a great talk with my friend Natalie, I realized that I wanted more than unorganized, infrequent jamming.  I wanted to be part of a regimented group of music creators.  That’s when I stumbled upon Mike.  He has all the necessary equipment and practice studio, lots of experience and talent, and the goal of making something happen musically.  We practiced with Paul, who played bass, and tested out different drummers.  Eventually Ryan came along, blew our socks off and he happened to have a friend, Andy, that he plays sax with who was also very good.  Unfortunately, Paul didn’t work out, we found Axl and together: me, Mike, Ryan, Andy and Axl became Biscuits and Groovy.  We practiced covers, would improv with ease and were fairly regimented.  I learned quite a few important things about myself and about performing during the time I spent with Biscuits and Groovy.  After a about a year of practicing and two or three gigs, Biscuits and Groovy and I are parting ways.  

With all that being said, my next adventure (in addition to photography) is going to be the resurgence of the Dewme Decibel System.  With the commitment of handshakes, this group is going to consist of me on vocals, hand percussions and dancing,  Scott on the mixer, Ryan on drums, Prime Printer Dave on bass, Alex on guitar and vocals and it’s going to be the SHIT!  I’m envisioning a home grown, singer songwriter version of Portishead meets Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros meets Jenny Lewis meets Scissor Sisters.  I am looking forward to what will come of this ever evolving experiment of entertaining.  The basic knowledge that I was born to be on stage is my driving force.  

I’d wish for luck, but I know better.  Once preparation meets timing, that’s when you’ll be privy to the works of the evolving Dewme Decibel System.  Until then, any contributions, tips or support you would feel inclined to provide would be appreciated.

UPDATE (12/11): My goal was ambitious.  The Dewme Decibal System still only exists in my mind, but about three times a year, it becomes a reality and when that happens, it sure feels great!

Jack of All Trades, Master of ?

I recently read a quote from Elbert Hubbard that said “Enthusiasm is the great hill climber.”  This made me realize that there are many experiences that I have had due to this enthusiasm and positive attitude.  I have been willing to take on many challenges and I have been willing to fill many roles that I may not have had any business filling.  My enthusiasm has turned me into a “jack of all trades, a master of none”.  

I think of it also as a zest for life.  Some examples of where this zest for life has lead me are making paintings, photography, singing, creating music, crafting with gourds, wood working, event planning, cooking, yoga, gardening, dancing, traveling, writing, teaching, and on and on.  The tricky part about this is that each of these “hobbies” if pursued to mastery have the potential to earn income.  So now I am faced with the decision of which hobby to spend my time on with the goal of earning additional income. 

Do I invest time and money into becoming a musician?  Do I invest time and money into producing photographs and art?  Do I invest time and money into becoming a certified yoga instructor?  Do I try to run my own event planning business?  Each of these avenues would be fulfilling, but which would be the most lucrative?  

Right now I am leaning toward photography, but I am having a hard time committing to it.  I know if I commit to it then I will have to give up my dream of performing and entertaining.  Living a life with one foot in one direction and another foot in the other is going to get me no where.  So as I finish this blog, I am convincing myself that it is finally time to commit to at least one of my dreams, put in the work and time and make it happen, once and for all.  

For those of you that might find yourself at similar crossroads, I wish you well and would like to learn about your options and notions.

Bold Enough to Join the Voyage



When reflecting upon my past investments, it has become obvious that I have invested most of my monetaryearnings and a significant amount of time into the experience of live music.  Please, let me explain. 

At an early age, I would go with friend’s parents or take a bus to see concerts at the Bryce Jordan Center at PSU.  I was lucky enough to see the Eagles, Bush, the Smashing Pumpkins just 50 minutes away from my home town of Altoona.  Then when I turned 16 and got my license.  I would take road trips to Pittsburgh’s Star Lake Ampitheather, now called the Post Gazzette Pavilion I believe, and I experienced everything from the Lillith Fair to Jimmy Buffet to the Dave Matthews Band to Lenny Kravitz (my high school heart throb).  

As I became more independent, graduated from college, lived in Spain for a brief three months and then lived in North Carolina, I found myself going on more adventurous musical journeys.  These adventures,  mostly planned by my dear friend Travis, began with a five day tour with Phish.  The first show was in Camden, NJ, then two nights in Toronto, Canada and the final night in Pittsburgh which happened to coincide with my 21st birthday.  

I can’t quite explain the spark that was ignited from this first major musical adventure.  Maybe it was the many smiles of acceptance and words of encouragement I received from total strangers, the freedom to showcase some dance moves that had yet to see the light of day, the makeshift family that sprouted effortlessly from the crew that was bold enough to join the voyage.  What ever it was, it was good and my soul shined brightly with each drum solo.

These experiences that I am describing aren’t held captive by a few.  They are out there open for you and anyone willing to experience them.  Go to an event, a local concert, a weekend get away with live music as the focus, go to a weekend long music festival.  You will find that everyone is called there with the hope of having a similar experience.  That’s the funny thing about hope; it starts as a thought, then becomes action and eventually you find yourself living out your hopes and dreams.

Some go to church, other’s go to the casino, some run.  Me?  I dance.  When I dance, I am free.  Music touches my soul, as I am sure it does for many people.  Music is a major part of religious ceremonies.  When played correctly, the only way to describe it is “Divine”.  

I am fascinated with the divine and I see it all around me, each and every day.  Stay tuned for a future blog on recognizing the divine in every day life.  Keep dancing!