I, for one, hate those 3rd person Bios that tell you how great a performer/ singer/ kazoo player/ insert whatever here the person in question is; you obviously already have SOME interest or you wouldn't have spent you precious time getting this far, so let me cut to the chase!
I have made a comfortable living as a Performing Songwriter for over 40 years now. This IS my day job, it's what I do... and I have never been fired from a gig: I don't suck.
I play guitar and sing. Mostly by myself, but if you have the cash, I can add as many folks on stage with me as you can afford. Although I hate it when an Artist tells you who they sound like... if it helps you paint a mental picture: I sound like me. BUT, I have been heavily influenced by folks like Jackson Browne, Guy Clark, Lyle Lovett, Jimmy Buffet, Robert Earl Keen, Jerry Jeff Walker... you get the idea. So, I kinda work in that vein. I tell a story, I sing a song, I talk to the audience, I sing a song, I tell a story, I sing a song... it goes like that for the length of time I'm supposed to be on stage. Then, I get off stage and hang with who-ever is still around until we get kicked out. I'll sign anything, and I don't mind selfies.
I have 6 CD's released. I have gotten radio airplay on all of them; I don't suck.
I'm a fairly happy guy, I get along with almost everyone, I'm told that I have no filter (I prefer to believe that I'm just brutally honest), I believe that life is too short to go around whining and moaning... so I don't, and I don't hang around folks who do.
Well... I guess that pretty much sums it up. Oh, if it makes a difference: I grew up in Oregon, married an Oregon girl, still married, have a college degree and a bunch of initials behind my name, lived full time on a sailboat for 13 years, been based out of South Padre Island, Texas since 1996, non-drinker, non-smoker, don't do drugs, reasonably tolerant of my wife's obsession with indoor cats, long distance walker (I subscribe to the Sloth ideal of Hiking: I'll get there when I get there.) prefer not to dance... and, well; I don't suck.