Hexspa is death.
Actually, Hexspa is my life. In a sense Hexspa is death since I’ll probably be doing it until then. Hexspa is my musical activity. Music=life, life=death; Hexspa=death.
The seeds of Hexspa can be traced to my first years as a violin student beginning in second grade. A local orchestra came to Lincoln Elementary School in Brookfield, Il around 1989. The idea was that they had teamed up with Quinlan & Fabish Music Co. (both still around I’m surprised to learn) to blow our little minds (and earn some rentals) by introducing us to the glories of Classical music. I’d have to say they were quite successful.
That day they did a short ensemble demonstration followed by short solos by the various instruments. They must’ve played through the brass, woodwinds and other stringed instruments before they got to the violin. I tell you what, that sound has never rung out of my ears. Just like that parade of instruments I moved on from violin after two years to the obligatory recorder, snare drum and a brief DJ phase before getting exposed to Heavy Metal and switching to guitar. That was a critical moment.
Guitar and Metal led me to meeting dozens of other kids that played. Through that network I was able to play shows with a number of different bands and grow closer to the music I loved. It was during this time I realized that music was all I really wanted to do with my life. For better or for worse, though, a failed near-miss in impressing a Roadrunner Records-signed act led me back to the music production I’d initially admired.