I was born on June the 27^th 1974 in Holy Springs MS to parents Buddy and Pauline Gordon. I was raised in Pontotoc MS until my parents was divorced in the early 80’s I always knew deep down inside that I would be called to the ministry, and I think I even knew that I would be a singer and musician. I got my first guitar for my 8^th birth day. I beat around on it but for a short while but then lost interest. I never had to many friends in school as I was in special ed. Yea I Know, imagine that Edd in special ed. So I guess it goes with out saying that I was the butt of a lot of jokes. As time went on I was trying to find my self. Find out what I was good for so to speak. It wasn’t until I quit school at age 14, till I got back into the music thing. I got a Job working in my father’s furniture plant for $50 a week witch did not seem like much, but it did provide me with the money to buy my first electric guitar. I found it in a pawn shop across the street from my father’s plant. I remember I gave $30 for it. I was really proud of that guitar. I really got serious about music at that point in my life, But the truth is was no good. I could not figure it out. Around this same time I was really in to movies about music, Labamba was one of my favorite. I seen the movie Crossroads a few weeks later witch was about a Mississippi blues man who sold his soul to the devil to play the blues. Now being a struggling musician to be I was a little curious about this. Rather or not it was true. Could you really do that?

Then one Sunday morning at church during the altar call I decided that I was not interested in making a deal with the devil. I knelt down at an old fashion altar and told God that if he would give me the gift of music that is to say to play the guitar that I would play it only for him. Now I know some people don’t believe in this sort of thing and that’s ok with me. But when I got up from that altar I was a changed man. I had already been saved for a few years. But from then on I don’t remember ever having a problem learning anything on the guitar. I was on the platform of that same small Pentecostal church playing every week. The ironic thing is the name of the church was Crossroads. 

It wasn’t long after that till I was singing too. While God gets all the glory for my music I must say that if it wasn’t for people like the pastor of that church Bro. David Bishop, many young people like myself would never make it any ware in gospel music. So I thank it goes without saying that him and men of God like him should never have to wonder if they are appreciated for all their work for the Lord. So I say to you Bro. David Bishop Thanks for every thing.