When I think about it, it surprises me that I have any musical
interest or talent whatsoever.  Music wasn't a real interest in
my house growing up. On the rare occasion that music was
played, my dad would listen to The New Christy Minstrels and
show tunes. My mom liked Country music.  While the rest of
the world was digging Led Zeppelin or even Elvis or the
Beatles, my parents listened in a passive way to some pretty
bland music. The Reese residence of my early childhood
didn't even acknowledge the Death of the King or John
Lennon or Elvis. I never really even heard of those guys until
a bit later...

So with that in mind I'd say that I was really born (musically
that is) in 1986.  Yes I'm aware that you may not have been
born yet! But for me it feels like yesterday. A lot of musicians
have a moment when they first realize that they want to be a
musician. A moment of clarity where the planets align and the
way to rock stardom shines clearly upon the road ahead (or
something like that). I suppose that I'm no different. It was
Halloween night and MTV was showing some freak named
Alice Cooper in a concert called "The Nightmare Returns".
From the first note to the last and all of the theatrics in
between I was hooked. On a superficial level I just dug it
because it rocked and because it was crazy. But like most
great art it was superficially accessible, but deeper and more
meaningful on a variety of levels that become discovered
over time.

So, I bought a guitar (it was a red Yamaha SE250 Strat copy)
with the intent and desire to team up with my neighbor and
school friend Mike Bishop to conquer the world with rock and
roll!  ... not so fast...   I quickly realized that my vision was in
jeopardy. I hated to practice the guitar. It hurt my fingers. It
made them ache. How the Hell did these guys get the notes
to flow so effortlessly? How is it possible that anyone comes
up with anything new? I took a handful of lessons and was
definitely not feeling the Mel Bay/ Camp Town Races school
at all. As fate would have it, after a few months, my parents
decided to take away my guitar as a result of poor grades.
The combination of the seemingly overwhelming difficulty of
the instrument and its absence due to bad grades nearly
derailed my hopes. Add to all of this the fact that I was always
involved in one sport or another (I played football all through
High School) and I kept a job from the time I was about 15.

I was a really busy kid. I suppose the best thing about having
a job at that age was that I always had money. I spent quite a
bit of money on tapes (yeah, cassettes- you can laugh). I was
into all of the hair bands that were popular at the time as well
as classic rock like Styx and the Doors. Eventually I devised a
work around for my current musical situation. Since my
parents weren't budging on the guitar, I decided to buy a
synthesizer. It was a sweet (insert sarcasm) Casio with tiny
keys. It actually did some relatively complex (term used
loosely) synthesis. So, again I teamed up with Mike in tenth
grade and we eventually put together our first band: "Orion".

Original music has always been my passion. I've never had a
great deal of interest in playing other people's music. From
the very beginning, I spent most of my musical time trying to
come up with something new on the guitar (and later, the
keyboard). The ideas would grow and become better as my
chord vocabulary grew.
When I learned a new chord, I created a new song utilizing it.
It was that simple. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't ever try to
learn tunes by bands that I liked, though. Alice Cooper's
"Love It To Death" album was one of those that I probably
jammed along with hundreds of times. I just learned by ear.
And so the focus of "Orion" was to write original music.

I played keyboards in the band. Mike played guitar. A friend
named Ralph Henthorn Jr. whom we knew from both middle
and high schools came on to play drums. We rehearsed
every day after school and whenever else we could squeeze
it in. We had only one "real" song ("real" is a relative term). It
was about 20 minutes long and had about 10 movements (or
song segments) just jammed together. Very little attention
was paid to how they transitioned from one section to the
next. We loved it anyway. Oh, yeah the song was also called

The desire to record this monstrosity seemed natural
enough, so I figured out how to do it by jimmy rigging some
radio shack microphones with a radio shack stereo mixer
straight into a cassette deck. I recall being thoroughly
impressed with my ingenuity and ability to get it done and the
awesome (!) sound that we made! Yeah, it's funny now, but
back then I was jacked up! This set in motion another part of
my musical interests which is recording. As you may have
realized, "Orion" was unable to reach the masses with it's
instrumental masterpiece of the same name. By the time we
were juniors in high school the three of us had moved on to
greener pastures.
I was off writing songs and seeking my lyrical identity.
Musically I was experimenting with folk and avante garde as
well as heavy rock and spacey ambient. My guitar playing
and keyboard playing slowly evolved along with my tastes.
Ralph and I got together occasionally to work on and record
songs that we had written. They were mostly love songs
written for the girl in his life or about the holes in mine.

Much of my inspiration has come from non musical sources
like books and the newspapers. I take inspiration from
aspects of a writer's message and send it through my
seasoned filter. That filter is the cumulative influence of
everything I've ever heard. Some of those influences are
common (The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Alice Cooper, Pink
Floyd), but others are unknown to most, but equally as
important. Ralph's dad, Ralph Henthorn Sr., was one such
individual. He was a songwriter and had a few recordings that
received a lot of my attention early on. I admired his sense of
melody and attention to lyrical content. I also think that the
people you play with
tend to have a great influence on your style and skills, but
rarely do they get credit for it. Mike and Ralph have had such
an influence on my musical evolution.

At some point in 1991, I was contacted by Mike to help out his
band "Northern Sounds" by playing bass at a gig that they
had lined up. It seemed that their current bass player was a
bit unreliable. I had never played bass before, but I agreed to
play the gig with them. Eventually I joined the band and
assumed the bass player role
even though I didn't own my own bass at the time. Ralph and
Mike were in the fold as well as another guitar player named
Jeremiah Pierson. We were an interesting band that placed a
lot of emphasis on improvising. We secured a gig at the long
since defunct Cafe LeRock as the alternative (alternative to
what?) house band. We played every Thursday night for
about 6 months or more. It was a great experience and
exposed me to the bass guitar and improvising in front of an
audience. Both have a significant place in my interests to this

Eventually the band broke apart due to a some girl and some
guitar players. (yes, I'm aware that you never heard of
"Northern Sounds"...) So once again I resumed my search for
my writing voice. Now with bass added to the mix. I bought a
four track cassette recorder to work on my songs. Ralph and I
continued to write together sporadically over the next few
years, but eventually that also dried up. Thus began a long
period of time where I worked in a solitary way on my own
music. I sought my lyrical and singing voice. (up to this point I
had done very little singing, if any)
I experimented with various styles of music and evolved a
sense of production.

It wasn't long after that when I began dating the woman who
would later become my wife (and even later the mother of my
kids). She was then, and still is, the love of my life (as well as
my greatest supporter and advocate). We were married in
1995 and it was during this time, and the years that followed,
when I continued to grow in my craft. I began to use extensive
harmonies and developed a clear sense of what my music
was about. I eventually bought a new multitrack recorder
(Tascam 8 track cassette) and wrote many songs in the
ensuing years.

At some point in 1999, I reconnected with Ralph to make
some music together. We began a collaboration which would
eventually span about seven years and 11 albums worth of
music. We got together weekly to record and jam. It was
strictly a recording project and in the beginning, Ralph
resumed his previous role as vocalist for the project. But in
the years between our previous collaborative efforts I
developed as a
singer and wanted my voice to be heard. So, it resolved to be
more of a split, vocally, where we both shared the vocal
duties. We initially called ourselves "The Blind Side" and later
changed it (some foreign metal band laid claim to the name)
to "Everyday Mystic". Could it be that you never heard of
us?.. Huh ? In addition to this project,
I played some gigs on bass with the "Shaggy Bastards", a
local cover band that played classic rock. It was fun to play
some bars, but it was more as a favor to a friend than as a
way to satisfy my own musical interests.

Anyway, there would be little time in the years ahead for
anything beyond the "Everyday Mystic" project. Both Ralph
and I had begun expanding our families with each of us
having two children between 2001 and 2003. The focus of life
(and in turn, music) had shifted dramatically for me. My
children, Ian and Abbey, effect everything.
That includes music. Things became more complicated and
more difficult to juggle. So, in mid 2005 after 11 albums of
music, I caused the end of "Everyday Mystic. It had gotten
stale and it was time to simplify. Little did I know that forces
were at work to remove the clutter from my life, so that I could
focus on other more serious things.

At some point during midsummer, Travis Turner (drummer for
Crutch and The House Lights) contacted me about a band he
was putting together with his longtime friend and guitarist
Shawn and bassist Leon. I was to play guitar and sing. We
got together for a little over a month and we worked
extensively on a song I had introduced to the band
(Counterbalance) called "Everything Is Complicated". The
song was great, but the band didn't work out. I'm sure Shawn
could tell you why it didn't, but I couldn't. Looking back at it
now, it was clear that the Lord knew I wasn't going to have
time for it.

It was a difficult time. My wife and father had fallen ill with
serious conditions and music suddenly became the least
important facet of my life. Focusing on my family was all I
could do. There were many things to be learned in that dark
span of my life. Lessons that I try to keep close in my
thoughts and actions. Strong lessons about appreciation,
patience, tolerance, and faith. As it became clearer that
Cathy's health would improve, I began to seek out some
musicians to jam and record with. The concept I had in mind
was to create a "Mutual Admiration Society". A small network
where each person involved would share a common respect
and interest in each other as musicians and as friends. I
received a few replies, but none of them seemed to fit the bill
or pan out.

Then one day I received an email (actually something like 7
emails) from a guy with two first names: Brad Jacob. We hit it
off and got together to make some music. He was a family
guy and understood the strong role of family in my life. Our
catalog of original music quickly began to grow. It was in this
way that the Secret System was born.

Over the next few years Brad and I sought out people to
augment the band.   A variety of players came and went and
our goals changed from a recording project into a band that
wanted to play shows.  We combed the want adds and it
wasn't until December 2008, when Mike Wieser and Rich
Eckhart came on board that the band's line up was solid.  It
was this line up that eventually finished the recording of the
self titled debut of the Secret System.  The release of the
record also was a milestone and turning point for the band. At
the time the album was released, the band essentially split.  
With Brad and Mike going in a different direction.  
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