this is more of a note to myself. i’m nowhere near famous–don’t even know if i care to be. i just want my music to live. and if fame comes, fine. it’s a side effect, not the goal.
i just finished recording a song. and it’s a hit. no other way to say it. i cried after the session–for no real reason, just felt the moment for what it was. it hit me.
i felt weird all day, thought i was losing it. got to the studio at 7:46pm, wrapped by 2am. 211 vocal takes. barely spoke to my producer-didn’t need to. we both felt it.
i’ve never been proud of anything like this. something shifted & it’s only the beginning.
i’m not trying to impress anyone. i’ve been making music since before i understood what that even meant. it’s just always been there. i write what i live. i write as a gay man, for people who get it. i’m not interested in explaining myself. not everyone needs to relate.
this isn’t a rollout. not an announcement. just a note.
FEED ME is about reading between the lines– lyrically & sonically. it’s the first time i didn’t hold anything back vocally. if the art calls for it, you just follow. i’m 26 and after a lifetime of music composition i think i only just understood that today. fvck.
