ello, my name is George Matz, and here is a little bit about myself:

     I became a Scientologist in 1975. Here is how: I was just out of high school, and on the road (touring) in a Rock band with players much older than I. I was the Kid but this was considered a great opportunity especially since I was so young. I had been an ambitious music student for as long as I could remember and all I did and wanted to do was to play music (and ski but that is another story), so as soon as I could legally play the clubs, I was out there like a rocket. I was on top of the moon.

     But only to hit the proverbial wall. I very quickly found that the life of a musician was not what I had envisioned. I had just wanted to grow as a musician, i.e.: be the best I possibly could, etc. What I found were drugs, alcohol, and what you could loosely term the darker side of life. These things I observed played a major role and were an integral of life for an artist. I was shattered because I knew I was not equipped with necessary tools to cope, and I really do mean tools. I studied and played music, I didn't go to boot camp for the 'how to be better anti-social bunch'. Sadly, in those days, ideal or model rock and roll behavior was not oriented to survival, long or even short term and I don't believe I will ever get any disagreement from anyone on that count. I actually gave myself about 1 year before I would either; destroy myself from some form of abuse or just forget the whole thing and quit. I was quite discouraged to say the least and drugs and alcohol were definitely an option.

     A fellow musician and lifelong friend came to see me and told me he had found that "thing" he and I used to talk about endlessly when we were growing up. We used to sit for hours philosophizing and ponder questions like: 'what's this all about?...what is life?... what are we doing here anyway?... who are we?... what's that thing we're looking for?", etc. We knew we were not alone on that considering Man's been pondering upon those very questions since at least before the advent of TV (we grew up in a small town). Anyway, he gave me a copy of Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health and said "This is it man! This is that 'thing'. It's all in this book so just read it." So I did, while on the road, traveling between dates.

     Then, by coincidence, someone in another band we met while playing way up in northern Canada (real north) had me listen to a Chick Corea album. I was completely awestruck by what I heard. I had never heard anything like it before. In fact I couldn't believe they were human, and that is no kidding, because I'd studied music and they were doing things you just couldn't do. Then I found out that Chick was a Scientologist. Well that was it for me. I had to get me some of that right away.

     From that point on, at almost every turn I would come into contact with some person who was in Scientology, or knew something about it. It was uncanny; a fact that did not go unnoticed by me. There was definitely something happening and it felt like magic was being done.

     2 days upon my return home for a 1 week hiatus, I became a Scientologist. I did not finish the tour, because for me it just did not make sense anymore.

     I've been a Scientologist ever since and I've witnessed and experienced Scientology at work countless times getting results nothing short of miraculous.

     I am married, with 2 beautiful girls, 11 and 14 (my wife is beautiful too.) I own a digital recording project studio, am a sound designer, guitarist and songwriter; and just so my life isn't all fun and play, I have a small but busy painting and renovating business in Toronto area (Ontario, Canada, eh) which keeps my hand and my feet on terra firma so to speak. Yep, a day job too.

     Some years have passed and I haven't forsaken or forgotten one iota of dream or lost sight of nay ambition from the day before I became a Scientologist. But I've got to tell you, now savvy and wily, all all grown up, the kid did not go away. I find that pretty remarkable because I have known and know many people outside of Scientology who over the years have given up, lost that sparkle, the crackle and pop, the insouciance for life or whatever it is they once had that gave them joy.

     I have gained the tools for life and they are "power" tools. I owe that to Scientology and L. Ron Hubbard.