They call him the Urban Psalmist. His name is Israel Bell, a.k.a. Izzy. His life is replete with the drama of a Hollywood movie script. At the age of 28, he has already overcome a physical handicap, homelessness and clinical depression. But don't look for a tragic ending to this story. Izzy has taken control of destiny's pen and is scripting a story of perseverance, determination and triumph!
This singer, songwriter and producer is set to storm the gospel music industry with the Fred Hammond meets John Legend vibe of his upcoming debut album, In Awe of You. A third generation preacher's kid, Izzy's great-grandfather, Bishop Brumfield Johnson, founded the Mt. Calvary Holy Churches of America and his father is currently the Sr. Pastor of Peace Baptist Church in Washington, DC.
Born with open sores and his hip popped out of joint, doctors held little hope of him leading a normal life. His parents were cautiously advised of the limits his disability would impose on his future. His birth name was chosen in honor of the biblical patriarch, who suffered from the same impairment after wrestling with God for a blessing. Like his namesake who overcame adversity, Izzy, too, would defy the odds. He not only learned to walk without a limp, he was even able to run track and play football!
His father, an army sergeant, was assigned to Germany when Izzy was three years old. His formative years both developmentally and musically were spent in Heidelberg and Manheim. Despite enjoying an idyllic and stable home life, young Izzy simply did not fit in with his peers. While other boys his age enjoyed video games and sports, he preferred passing time in the library listening to classical music. His differences made him the target of endless taunts. Eventually discouraged by his inability to connect with his peers, he suffered from depression and even attempted suicide in his preteens.
Empowered by his music, he persevered. Through music, I realized there was so much more to live for. I saw myself singing in front of crowds, and that thought kept me going. In a fifth grade career project, he boldly proclaimed himself to be the next Quincy Jones. At the time, the only thing I could do was sing, but I told everyone that one day I would put the mic down and produce music.
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