Karl's first guitar came from Sears. It was not a fancy version, but a simple one-pickup electric guitar. It was all his parents could afford, but it was his jewel! He was nine years old then. It stayed by his side all the time, in part so it could be successfully rescued in the event the house caught fire. He identified with it. Music was magical. At the time, he could not play a single chord, but he could play single notes. So you could say that Karl started playing lead guitar before he could play rhythm guitar.
As Karl grew up, his dreams clashed with his realities of life. So he became a healer. But like most of us with a musical calling, we never let go. Now, many years later, having taken different paths and detours in life, he has come full circle to what he wanted to be when he was a child, one with music. "It doesn’t matter what paths we have taken, how we pay our debts to society, or how we pay our bills. In the end I am and always will be a musician."