I love where we come from. I love that I know it won't rain from April to October, I love fresh tamales in December, I love the pre-seven am cowboy rush at the Longhorn cafe in town, I love the grapevines climbing in clean rows up the flanks of the hillsides, rust-red beneath the autumn mist.

I love simple country music - not the kind on the radio, but the kind you used to hear growing up in the dusty bench seat of the ranch truck, with the head of an australian shepherd resting on the open window sill. The kind of music where Mr. Cowboy Man seemed like he just pulled up right next to you, no frills, to tell you a little something about life - while wearing his awesome vintage 1950's jean jacket and sporting an old nylon string guitar.

I write music that reflects my life as a Californian, as a Christian, as a mother and a lover and a wife. I write music to go on a back porch, mostly, and sometimes a front porch or a church or a bar or someplace, but mostly I write music about the toils and exultations of this beautiful and difficult life we are in. It's a short life, so we should sing while we have the breath for it.

I was born and raised in Santa Barbara, California, where I had the privilege of growing up home schooled. I started playing guitar when I was eight years old and writing my own songs at 14. My dream is to record a professional album someday. Meanwhile, I’ve built a little home-recording studio in my room to record simple demo versions of my music. I’m selling CD’s for 5 bucks a piece right now, I’m hoping that it will help spread my tunes and help build a fan base and support group to fund a professional album.

I live for God and give Him all the glory for the talent He’s given me. Music is one of my biggest passions and I look foreword to the future and all the songs that are yet to be created. I hope you enjoy.

-Patrick Dansereau