george is a walking musical engine. he's humble, he's pie. he soars above everything oblivious to the fact that he is this amazing, talented person loved by all. he's the first person i felt comfortable collaborating with in music, and was there for my soco hayday when i started making out with all the girls. he's the backbone of a time that i almost forget but then when we hang out it's remembered again. i think it's safe to say that as time passes, george becomes more and more coveted, respected and revered as one of SF's leading entrepreneurs of LIFE. love ya buddy :)

George has the intent look of a jazz musician. I'm not lumping them all together. I've seen lots of different jazz musicians and they all have something in their face that lets you know they have a comprehension of the music in the air. I watched George. He was focused intently on his insturment, listening. The room swirled with activity, belying the title "chill room". He worked on the sound. A ball came close, he looked up, the ball missed, he continued, intent. Sometimes you want something in a certain environment. You can't always have what you wish. I have realized the intensity with which George works. It's serious. But he'll smile at you.