ABOUT

"like a personal, yearning letter between a separated love manifest into music; one with a message sent in private warmth and affection, but simultaneously crossing expansive distances through a sonic desert-rock atmosphere"

-  Megan Cooper, XPN

THE BEST PARTS OF MUSIC SOMETIMES SEEM THE RAREST TO COME BY ON THIS SIDE OF THE LINE.

OVER THE PAST TWENTY YEARS MUSIC HAS TAKEN ME PLACES THAT I NEVER DREAMT I’D GO. IT’S CARRIED ME THROUGH THE LOW TIMES, ENHANCED THE HIGH TIMES, & INTRODUCED ME TO SO MUCH RARE BEAUTY THAT WOULD OTHERWISE HAVE BEEN LEFT UNKNOWN. AS A SONGWRITER, I’VE OFTEN FOUND MYSELF CIRCLING BACK TO THAT RARITY, TRYING TO CATCH THOSE FLEETING MOMENTS. WHETHER IT BE PLAYING TOGETHER OR OUT ON MY OWN, ROLLING DOWN THE ROAD OR AT HOME JUST LISTENING, MUSIC HAS ALWAYS HELD A CERTAIN KIND OF MAGIC TO ME. THOSE RARE MOMENTS HAVE MADE THE STRUGGLES THAT COME ALONG WITH A LIFE TRYING TO MAKE MY WAY HERE SEEM SOMEHOW ALL WORTHWHILE.

FOLKS FIND MUSIC IN ALL KINDS OF WAYS & CONNECT TO IT FOR ALL KINDS OF REASONS, BUT I’VE ALWAYS FELT LIKE WHEN YOU ARRIVE HERE, THERE IS A LANGUAGE THAT IS SHARED. NOT ALWAYS SPOKEN OUTRIGHT, BUT UNDERSTOOD THROUGH THE APPRECIATION OF SONG. WHEN I FIRST GOT CLOSE TO IT, IT FELT LIKE I HAD DISCOVERED SOMETHING THAT I’D BEEN SEARCHING FOR ALL ALONG. AS IF SUDDENLY, THERE WASN’T A VOID ANYMORE. STAYING HERE HAS NEVER FELT LIKE A CHOICE I CONSCIOUSLY MAKE, IT’S JUST ALWAYS MADE SENSE TO KEEP ON.

RECENTLY THOUGH, I HIT A WALL. I FELT LIKE I WAS JOCKEYING FOR POSITION IN A RACE THAT I WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO ENTER IN THE FIRST PLACE. I CONTINUED THOUGH, FOLLOWING ADVICE FROM OTHERS TO TRACE TRADITIONAL AVENUES IN A COLLAPSING INDUSTRY. ALL OF WHICH SEEMED TO LEAD NOWHERE OR AT BEST SOMEWHERE SO FAR FROM A DESTINATION I DESIRED. IN THAT EXPERIENCE, THE RARITY WAS LOST. I STARTED THINKING A LOT ABOUT WHAT BROUGHT ME HERE & WHAT I HAD ONCE DISCOVERED & THAT LED ME TO ASK MYSELF WHAT IT WAS THAT I WAS AFTER & MORE DIRECTLY WHY. WHEN I STARTED TO FIND ANSWERS TO THOSE QUESTIONS, I FELT MYSELF GETTING CLOSER AGAIN.

I KEPT TRAVELING, BUT IT STARTED TO FEEL DIFFERENT. I REACHED OUT TO FOLKS THAT I'VE MET OVER THE YEARS TO JOIN ME FOR WHAT I WAS CALLING MY FAMILY SHOWS. WHAT WE DISCOVERED IN THEM EXEMPLIFIED A BIG PART OF WHAT IT WAS & WHY. GETTING PEOPLE TOGETHER TO SHARE IN A MOMENT SIMPLY WITH SONG IN THE CENTER.

I STARTED WRITING AGAIN. I WROTE TWICE AS HIGH ABOUT THE EXPERIENCE OF SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING THAT’S MISSING, MAKING PEACE WITH INEVITABLE CHANGE, & NARROWING YOUR SIGHTS TO THE SIMPLICITY THAT WE SO RARELY CHOOSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE BUT THAT’S ALWAYS RIGHT THERE.

I FLEW OUT TO LOS ANGELES ABOUT A MONTH LATER & LANDED IN THE RAIN BEFORE HEADING INTO THE HIGH DESERT WITH A FILMMAKER FRIEND OF MINE TO PUT TOGETHER A VIDEO FOR A SONG I HADN’T EVEN MADE PLANS TO RECORD YET. I KNEW I WOULD THOUGH.

WHEN I GOT HOME, I WROTE YOU & I, A SONG ABOUT A SIMILAR KIND OF BEAUTY. ONE THAT’S JUST AS EASY TO OVERLOOK AS IT IS TO RECOGNIZE. IN THAT MOMENT I FELT LUCKY TO HAVE LANDED WHERE I HAD & FELT A DEEP GRATITUDE FOR ALL THAT LED ME THERE. IT FELT LIKE BEING HOME.

WHEN I SLOWED DOWN, I WENT INTO THE STUDIO TO RECORD SOME OF THE SONGS I’D BEEN WRITING WITH THE BAND THAT I’D BEEN PLAYING WITH. MADE UP OF FRIENDS THAT I’D MET ALONG THE ROUTE. WE CALLED THE BAND THE HIGH LIFERS BECAUSE WE THOUGHT IT HAD A RING TO IT & MIGHT MAKE PEOPLE SMILE. IN THE STUDIO & ON THE ROAD WE WORKED TO KEEP IT SIMPLE. LISTENING BACK TO WHAT WE MADE TOGETHER FELT LIKE THE RARITY THAT I’VE FOR SO LONG BEEN OUT HERE CHASING, PARTLY BECAUSE MUSIC HOLDS A CERTAIN KIND OF MAGIC & PARTLY BECAUSE WE LET IT.

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