The rock of my live band the last several years and an incredible creative force.
My maestro, my violist, and the first person I ever played live with when I turned solo.
My bassist, my friend, and the person I am most likely to spread nefarious and unfounded rumors about.
My good friend and incredible songwriter. Someone I’ve admired for more than half a decade who I FINALLY got a chance to work with at my last show of the year at Barboza. I really hope we do a lot more of it in 2019.
Another person I met this year that instantly won my respect. Ryan was the cinematographer on She Lives on the Astral Plane and got shots I could never have imagined when we were on set.
We spent 1 day every week mixing Astral Plane which totaled more than 40 hours of work. Richie produced the track, added a string arrangement and was willing to get as weird and turn knobs for as long as it took to get things just right. He is also the brain of Richie Dagger’s Crime, who you need to listen to now.
Everyone who came out to shows, shared my single and video, supported me on Patreon, took a minute to tell me what my music means to you…you make all the work that goes in to this lifestyle worth it. Those moments of shared experience, of intense conversation are what keep me fresh and makes this so much fun.
A Few More Thanks
Thanks to my fiancee and our daughter for believing in my big dumb awesome dream and for listening to the same mixes over and over again while pretending that they hear something different each time.
Thanks to my Hel Mary fam for a great year of shows and an EP that I’m very proud of. Extra special thanks to Tim Basaraba for pondering the cosmos with me and then making fun of it all with me.
Thanks to Kelly Fleek and my crew over at Lo Flux Media for providing free therapy and helping me get my sad music in front of happier people.
Thanks to Drew Murray for talking on the phone and smoking with me long distance as we continue a conversation we started more than 6 years ago about what we want to do in the music industry.
Things I don’t like that refuse to stop existing so I hate on them until I die.
Not just Trump, anyone who finds strength in the marginalization of others. Anyone who trades in xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia, racism to maintain a foothold at the throne of power. F*ck them. And if you’re about that, f*ck you too.
F*CK ONIONS SO HARD. I hate ‘em. They ruin everything they are a part of. PRO TIP: If someone you love hates onions, DO NOT try to sneak them in to something thinking they won’t notice. WE WILL. WE DO. WE WILL HAVE REVENGE.
I know everyone hates talking on the phone. But Jesus Christ, there are some things that are just easier to say than fucking type. If it takes more than a paragraph either call me or just wait until you fucking see me, ok?!