So this is the New Year…

It’s a new year and, to be honest, I don’t feel any different.

This past year has been an exciting one. It saw the release of my debut 3-song demo, my first live performances of these shows in Boston and Providence, and generally the staging for the beginning of my musical career. But you’re probably sick of me patting myself on the back for releasing a few songs, and that’s not the focus of this post anyway.

The focus of this post is the new year. 2015 marks the official start of what I’ve been building towards this past fall. I have a confirmed show with Todd Carey on the 7th of February at the Middle East, a tentative (but 90% likely) show at a Boston college SpringFest, a music video to record with TUTV, and a live session track to record with Sandbox Studios! It’s been four days since the new year and already I feel busy.

I feel like I’ve accomplished so much. But at the same time, I feel so unfulfilled.

Everything I’ve accomplished (that I’m so grateful for) has been something I more or less knew I could do. Putting something up on Spotify isn’t that hard. Getting shows (thanks to Richard Collier) is a snap. Making some album art could have been an assignment in my graphic design course. I don’t feel like I really challenged myself. This overwhelming fear I won’t find success in music is getting louder than the voice that’s giddy with excitement over the novelty of going after it.

I decided to undertake a pretty serious New Years resolution: take risks. So I gave myself a choice when it came to music and feeling so anxious about it. I could either quit, like I’ve done so many times before to things I cared so much less about. Or, I could adapt. I’ve decided to take a risk and adapt. Here’s what that means for you:

I really want to thank all of you who have supported me so far. It means so much to me to have friends, family, and peers supporting me in something I love to do so much. And thanks for reading!


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