Back in 1992 in Bushwick Brooklyn, the sound system GhostRyder was started by a couple of teenagers who were dreaming of making a splash in the dancehall world. Parties came and went, people came and went, but the love of music never faded. Even with all the circumstances that the world threw at us, we kept the faith. You always have a fight plan until you get hit, that's when all your dreams quickly spill down the drain. Time can be a musicians worst enemy, and it quickly killed us. One by one we gave up like unfed soldiers, I can tell you its true that an army fights with its stomach. We searched for answers, but constantly drew blanks. Every spring there was always hope that the rain could revive us. I can't tell you if it was spring when Craig started playing music again but that's all that was needed.