If you know me, you know I'm liable to suddenly become reclusive. If I have nothing specific to say, I won't speak. I hate being present for no reason. The louder my mind gets, the quieter my mouth does. I'm not one of these gasmen who do things simply because they like the sound of their own voices and the sight of their own faces.
That's why over the past few years, when people have asked me where/how I've been and when I'm dropping some new music, the only vague answers I've been able to give are "I'm living" and "soon".
What is art without some heart in it? Just the self-indulgent ramblings of a narcissist.
The most impactful art derives from and reflects experience... tells stories.
In the past few years, I've seen way too much. I'm finally compelled to share some of these experiences in my music. And you're invited to partake.