About

Me...

Well, since graduating, I've identified as a musician First and x, y, z Second.  Writing, singing, and playing in two (and at my peak...5) bands keep me pretty busy and on the fringes of madness.  There are specific music-related moments sprinkled throughout my twenties that have left me shaky at the knees, speechless, jumping from excitement, etc.  It's given me so much. But I've realized recently, that if music were to be taken away from me, in some way, shape, or form...who/what would be left?  Who am I outside of just being an aspiring musician?

It's kind of scary - realizing that your identity is totally wrapped up in an activity that you only have so much control over, in terms of success.  It's kind of scary looking at something you claim to love in terms of "success" or "failure" too.

I'm 27, at the time of writing this, and I'm just...starting to figure it/me all out again.  I'm trying to creatively express myself in new, unfamiliar ways; and I guess that's where this blog comes into play.  There's no real theme here.  I guess it's more of a creative diary - a mix of half-thought-out essays, poems, and song sketches.  Maybe they're good; maybe they're not, but the process was fun.