music artist. enlightainer. CEO of Revel Media. hustlutionary. phillyosopher. doofus. some dude from Philly. i make tunes and talk bout shit. sold weed to pay my Georgetown tuition, graduated in 3 years with dual major and a minor in finance, theater and international biz, magna cum loudly. that shit’s expensive, gotta make it count. college should be free as an investment in country’s future, millennials are saddled with debt for jobs that are going to robots. worked on Wall Street as a media investment banker for 1 year then quit within 5 minutes of getting my bonus to go my own way. been scrappin’ naked out the jungle ever since. honest to a fault. i just love makin’ stuff, learnin’ and laughter. that doesn’t pay the bills. went broke. went further broke. got really broke. didn’t quit. committed some (green) crimes. like clean energy, didn’t hurt anybody. nearly drowned in the ocean during a storm in the Caribbean and lived in Vietnam for a summer. woke up to life’s temporality and found my spirituality. faith. love. universe. god. whatchamacallit. revel = enjoy the ride. bet the farm and live your true life. opening performances for Nelly, Wale, Jermaine Dupri, MTV Fashion Week and threw Allen Iverson’s retirement party. i’m a dork, but AI says i’m a “bad motherfucker.” nice of him. negotiated some deals w/ Sony, Universal and but kept my artist career independent. own my own masters, publishing and independent label Revel Music Group and partnered with my buddies from childhood. did a jam with Bun B. got a shampoo sponsor deal. quit crimes. monster dunked shampoo bottles alley oop’d by NCAA champion coach Jay Wright. went for a 360, missed the crash mat and fell on my head from 12 feet (hit the dunk and finished ad in the hospital). woke up in the ambulance. severe brain injury, couldn’t remember 4 words at first. was in rehab for year and a half. scary as fuck. didn’t quit. put the pain into the music and content. have 10+ albums recorded and mid production on Season 1 of the Coley TV Show coming soon. i print art like a machine. one of my pop-pop’s was a WW2 pilot, other was a Philly auto mechanic nicknamed “Hoagie”, tho he tattooed the wrong spelling on his arm “Hogie”. prolly why I’m so patriotic and champion the people…and mispronounce things. kinda smart, kinda off. my parents divorce pushed me to get it on my own early. happens a lot these days. society is very divided. we’re all on the same team. that’s the basic message of my satirical 3rd party “The Pragmatic Party”. i won election for Vice President of my high school class with a 7 second speech… i promised no long speeches. didn’t promise anything about long bios though. i honor my word. told my Ma at age 5 I figured out the meaning of life. she told me I didn’t have enough experience. she’s still right. i think it has to do with turning negatives into positives. my Pops went batsh*t crazy…but i’ll still rip bongs made out of scrap metal with him in his shed. i have 4 lesbian aunts who get more pussy than you. who gives a shit who marries who? live and let live mofos. i’m married to life’s poetry. failed a buncha times. succeeded a buncha times. i’d like to think that I inspire people to follow their dreams and not take themselves so seriously… but that sounds kinda serious. i keep it real. i believe in conscious hustle. i love snuggling and gluten free cheesesteaks. i spill often. love, truth & laughs.

i don’t know what it all means, i just know…

Life’s f*ckin awesome. Revel Wit Me,