My name is…


If you have found this page, it is likely we already know each other and you have navigated here via one of my other social networking sites. If that is the case, the next few minutes of reading are likely to be review for you but thanks for stopping in! If you have stumbled upon this page by accident, refer back to the first word of this letter. With that said, I’d like to (re)introduce myself to you out of politeness, so any of you newcomers can decide in a cup of coffee’s amount of time whether we are going to be friends or not.


My name is Jacob. I was born at some point in 1984 and grew up in a small town southwest of Green Bay, WI. I was raised in a family that accounted for .5% of my town’s 2,000+ population. The only two things you need to know about me as a by-product of that is that I am a very patient person and I will never know how to cook for one person.

My high school mascot was a Polar Bear which by most laws makes me cooler than you. I am right handed, I speak terrible Spanish, I cried when Faud Reveiz kicked a game winning field goal in 1993 against the Packers, I don’t believe in bad guys, and pizza is everything.


My siblings and I grew up around a piano. My mother has been playing piano since she was in diapers and my dad spent his late teens and early 20’s travelling the Midwest in various bands. Because genetics is a thing, my siblings and I are all able to sing on tune and we did so often growing up. Music, and singing specifically, is something that has never been a choice for me. It has always just been there and in that regard .. has always been a stress release and creative outlet for myself and many of my siblings. In my best times and in my worst times … this is my crutch.


I don’t think I have an amazing vocabulary. I also don’t think I have a terrible vocabulary. This is probably due to the fact that when I was a kid I read EVERYTHING. I remember in the 1st grade, my elementary school had a year long contest where if you read a book and did a small report on it you were given a “raffle dollar” that was to be used at the end of the year in a school wide auction. Shorter books gave you one “dollar”, medium length books gave you two, longer books gave you three. I ended the year with $1,111. The next highest kid was somewhere in the $250 range. Looking back, it was kind of a jerk move because at that auction I basically bought everything and no one else got anything. If you are reading this now and didn’t get one of those prizes back in 1991, I’m sorry. There was no ill intent. The reason I bring up reading being a big part of ME is because I remember being enamoured with writing styles as a kid. I could read a book from RL Stine and the flow was nothing like a Matt Christopher book. Even as a 9 or 10 year old I remember thinking how funny it was that two people could describe the exact same thing … but I could get a completely different pictures in my head based on HOW they described it. Imagery has always been one of my favorite things. Reading as much as I did as a kid allowed for me to begin to shape phrases, began my curiosity to write.


The reason that last paragraph is important is because combining it with a musical upbringing has led me to this, the one thing in this life where I feel I can make a difference. No, that last statement isn’t a pity grab. I think I’m good at a lot of things: I’m a pretty fast runner, I grow a fantastic beard, I WILL NOT LOSE at the regular Nintendo version of Dr. Mario, etc … what I’m saying is that I think everyone is great at something and they owe it to themselves and to society to find it, pursue it, perfect it, and then offer it back to make the world better. For me, as silly as it sounds … my ‘gift’ is making phrases rhyme in a clever way. I’m not John Lennon and will never claim to be, but I think there is something there and I am confident enough in what I can do that I believe I can make a difference somehow, somewhere.


I have released two music albums in my time. The first was an acoustic venture when I was in college. It was my first step off the ledge, for lack of a better phrase, into the music world and was my ticket into a lot of my first public performing ventures, radio spots, etc. My second album was my first fully produced album that arrived in the fall of 2012. For my purposes, it has done everything I needed it to do. It validated the work I had done for the 8 years prior in trying to figure out the music game, it played and stood its ground on local radio, etc. It was a great second step. Somewhere in between all of that I made a small move to both Nashville, TN and Los Angeles, CA to pursue the scene. I grew up fast in those experiences and got rid of a lot of ‘what ifs’ and curiosities I had about the music scene. I settled back in here at home and have slowly been devising a plan to 1) Be happy and 2) Change the world. I hope I’m on the right track to both of those things.


This website used to stand as a billboard for anything musical that I was dreaming up. I would post songs, videos, tour dates, lyrics, etc. My life for the longest time was musically driven and only musically driven. I had an expiration date though that I was unaware of and somewhere in the last few years I hit it. For the longest time I thought that playing music was the only thing I was ever going to want and, in a stretched way, it still is … however, I have matured a little throughout the years and I think I am taking a much more practical and strategic approach to it nowadays. Much more calculated, if you will. I’m hoping this site will prove to be a bigger palette for myself in terms of a creative outlet. I’ll still post songs, still post videos and still post lyrics; I need to continue writing, need to start taking more pictures, need to start having discussions. In the creative realm it is all the same family.

If you have made it this far, I appreciate you reading this. I’m a fairly simplistic human being that thinks too much and dreams too big. Hopefully you find something else on this site worth sticking around for.

Be good,