Rapper, Songwriter, Producer, Engineer, and Artist 

I love making 🎶 It in my 🩸 
People always ask me am I serious about my music? 
Yes I’m very serious about music and would love to make it a full time career… 
Producing music making beats developing artists etc….
I’ve been doing this for over 25 years and don’t ever plan on stopping. Currently 56 years of age more than likely I’ll one of the oldest rapper and producers alive..
Just like Snoop Dogg Dr. Dre Jay Z and the rest of these A list artist we make music because this is our passion the vibe the collaborations the art itself.
It’s like when you that beat it just take over and your mind. Your brain gets to working words get to coming out next thing you know you got a hit that’s the love that’s the passion that’s was deep inside of me. Am I in this trying to get rich? yes I’m trying to make music my life.  well I do this for the rest of my life. Most definitely I will never stop creating music and I’m waiting for the day to get signed and becoming a professional artist.

Outlaw G￼

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

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