Hey friends!
Late winter, early spring feels like a symbolic time to share some new tunes. Especially considering that 2020 in many ways felt like one long year without seasons.

This is my second recent solo album of instrumentals; implicit meditations on healing and repetition, presenting a tight cropped view of a world changed, a world that is always almost arriving.

Whereas last album's instrumentation was willingly referential to the legacy of album oriented rock radio, entertainment franchises, marginalized countercultures, and popular representations of psychedelia, now the same concern with memory is expressed with a radically focused palette of six-string ukulele, alto saxophone, and bass clarinet. (Also occasional hammer dulcimer and flute.) I recommend you put on headphones and turn it up!

In that it's coming from a place of heartfelt striving and sense memory, this music has been inspired by the many precious ways we recall what's been forgotten, tough questions of what we're all becoming, and suspicion of whether we'll even recognize ourselves as we change along the way. To connect us to the past, this is solid advice: "Make music flow into listeners' bodies whether they understand the language or not. Good music, will enter the people." - Tony Allen

We do not reinvent the past, but rather we live and die inside it. Committing to a process led me to a personal folk music, from the muscle memory of my teachers; from time; from repetition; from inward audiation and deep listening. The crackle of rain on my studio windows, the brush of heavy clothing, breath and finger scrapes, whispering firs and ferns: all creating sound where there was quiet, but never silence.

Here's hoping this album opens the space for some peace and forward motion in your reality. Thank you for reading this far and checking it out!