Or does it sneak up on you in blooms of yellow and bright green? Do you go from the dark, dead of winter and all the sudden, without a clear realization of how or when it happened, you’re shading yourself under a beautiful Box Elder from the sun that refuses to set until 9pm? 

This weekend was truly a blessing. It all happened so fast and unexpectedly, but I really couldn’t thank the world enough for conspiring towards us to make shit happen. I feel like I owe that much more of myself, my music, my performance and my love to the people who believe in what we do. We received some outstanding compliments this weekend that have left me blushing still. I have also read a few non-stellar things about us and myself in particular, which seems that I wouldn’t be pleased with, but bad press is still PRESS! So I can deal with it. 

When I am on stage with a microphone and a room full of people glaring at us, I morph into my true form. Everything you see is everything I am. I, even at my most vulnerable, adopt the strongest part of my being and let nothing hold me back. However, I’ve really got some things I need to work on after the fact. Feeling self-conscious about how I look in photographs or how I sound on recordings is going to cripple everything that I have worked so fucking hard for if I don’t find a way to change the things I can and accept what I cannot.

We’ve got some promising opportunities that appear to be in arms reach…we just have to reach a little further. I need to be sure that I prepare myself with everything that I have.