Born in Sydney, Australia, I grew up in the small country town of Cairns in the Tropical North. I am convinced I was a trust fund baby and my name tag was accidentally switched on my hospital crib. I was supposed to be born retired, I don’t understand it. One of my fondest early childhood rock memories was attending a concert with a wild pub band called AC/DC. After 4 concerts in my home state, these teenagers were banned for gross indecency. It was a short tour indeed. Jim Morrison sure got a raw deal – he had nothing on these guys. After leaving Cairns, I attended college in Brisbane and practiced law for several years during the 1980’s and early 90’s. During that time, I started playing drums semi-professionally with work buddies (all lawyers). Our band, Wrapped in Plastic, played quirky covers and originals. We had a blast. Hard rock/thrash versions of pop songs, like Abba’s “Mamma Mia” and Devo’s “Beautiful World” and Pink Floyd’s “Money” created a solid following of big drinking yuppies. In 1994, after a few years together, I moved to New York to attend Columbia University.