It is inherently difficult for me to conjure up a statement about who I am and what I do, as I try to make sense of that myself on a daily basis. It isn’t really in my nature to self-aggrandize or invent intention after-the-fact, so the act of writing about oneself somehow feels almost entirely unnatural.
I feel like a vessel who can only hope to translate and assemble the shapes I have available to me. I may be able to dictate the outcome of my process, but it is a rare occasion at best. I hope I am able to convey some sense of the love that I have for both music and complex simple-ness of life and the myriad of ways both of them have deeply affected me, but I don’t consider myself there yet. I don’t even feel close.
At best, I hope to both shed some light on the un-edited processes that my creativity tends to express itself in, and to better develop myself in the process. There are really only two things throughout this entire project that I am absolutely certain of:
- One does not improve unless they try.
- I can’t stop my need to attain a level of expression that I feel is adequately aligned with my own internal one. (…Believe me, I’ve tried.)
Music - All is currently recorded cheaply and with some amateurish knowledge of how to do so. Mostly single-takes with some basic layering for the tracks, looking to do some studio recording this year.