i’ll write the “album of my dreams” as soon as i have a bigger audience. i’ll make my show “bigger and better” as soon as i get booked for bigger shows. i’ll take more "creative risks” as soon as i have more career security. having a “big idea” in your head is the safest place to live. and it’s comforting, living in that dream world. but real art is…

i’m working through a lot of songs for the umpteenth time here. a big focus on just arranging things. arrangement can be really frustrating. i don’t know for sure if everything is right. i don’t know if there even is a right?  i did have a breakthrough with a song temporarily titled stay with a breakdown that feels like the whole track dives under water. so i’m happy about that. it’s hard to…

this year be weirder. find your weirdness and cherish it. nurture it. be thankful for it. if you think you’re taking a chance creatively, push it one step further. love harder, even when it’s the bigger thing to do. laugh harder, especially with those you love to laugh with. don’t worry about those on a journey that doesn’t inspire you. it’s not for you and that’s okay. hang out with friends more. support their work and ask them how they’re…

I suppose that’s why I like music. At its best it’s extremely rewarding. At its worst it exposes all the insecurities I have. Any lack of self-esteem is brought out by a piss-poor day in the studio. Magnified really. “Love what you do and you never have to work a day in your life.” I guess that’s true in a sense, but it conveniently neglects the days that it’s hard. Sometimes I go back and listen to a random song from my catalog and it’ll break me, it’ll all feel…