
A change over time happened with me.
I was fed up with how music, politics, privilege, and all sorts of things work. I decided to change what I could for myself. It turns out, that process shed friends. It invited loneliness. I wasn’t prepared for that.
When I feel confident I’m doing right and it feels like no one wants to join me, that’s too much feeling. I have to sit down and look at facts. They paint a slightly better picture than feelings do of reality.

Sometimes the Big Bad Wolf takes precedence.
I collaborated with many folks all over the world. Felt popular lol. Thousands of followers across social media. But fucking trump. He’ll take everything. So I had to switch gears for my own sanity.
The system in place allowed for him. So, fuck the system. When I say Trump regime, (I say it often), understand I don’t mean just republicans. That doesn’t make any sense when Dems allowed everything too. The whole thing is bad. It stinks. It’s corrupt, performative, and politicians now sound like pro wrestlers with book deals. Both sides.

We aren’t all in the same bus going to the same place.
I used to be different. I used to talk differently. I used to act differently. I used to think differently. I’m not the same person I was. It’s very helpful for me to remind myself of this. Of course I don’t have the same (or as many) friends!
I don’t want to play a shitty game or gig. So rather than have friends that have to roll over and take it for whatever reasons, I decided it was time to fight with what I had. It’s mostly music, but also this little website here.

But talking one on one…
I also get in political conversations. I think that’s where the magic happens, personally. I’m not putting anyone down for what they believe. I’m merely finding out if I’m able to change what they know. That’s going well. I like my little place again. Different than before, but more honest somehow.

How to relax, honestly speaking.
When you can be honest with folks, even enemies, it’s relaxing. I promise. I used to be afraid of consequences like I’d done something wrong, when I hadn’t. I just lied habitually for safe feelings.
But much like recently with music, when I looked at realistic consequences for telling the truth, I was sold on it. Took 30 some odd years for that. I don’t expect y’all to hurry. lol.
It really is a journey, and it is yours, (at least for now).
I say I’m a songwriter on a journey a lot. It’s even in the logo here on this site. These are the kinds of journeys I take for myself. I’m discovering what being a curious and good person is like. It’s pretty cool.
Fear is at the root of the Trump regime. They’re fearful. The more scared they get, the higher the atrocity count. They’re afraid of being exposed. I don’t know why, everyone knows they’re already losers and freeloaders, even them. But if no one says it, they get their way. Not my thing, anymore.
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