one of the fun roles i get to live in life is a songstress.
it is effort and ease
lovely and lonely
and increasingly indistinguishable from all the other components that comprise my feminine humanity.
it is the almond extract in the brownie of me . . . the pure vanilla in a classic batch of chocolate chip cookies . . . the seemingly unnecessary essence without which i would not develop full flavor.
when i finally stopped fighting it, i made much more sense.
i recently had the task and privilege of recording my debut studio EP: a collection of five stories written over the course of struggle and joy and miraculously healed heartache . . . recorded, mixed, and mastered in sixteen formative hours during the great “lockdown” of covid-19.
i hope you enjoy it.