my first drop on this site took place while i was in Malibu at a writing camp put on by Daniel Allan. at the camp i was surrounded by a variety of artists, each with their own skill sets, backgrounds, and techniques. it was exhausting, but just what i needed.
for months leading up to the camp i was stuck in a very trying relationship. this took up most of my mental bandwidth. i couldn't seem to finish a single song. it drove me fucking crazy. a switch flipped for me at the camp. i noticed quickly that each of these artists had their own very specific way of doing things. it would be nearly impossible to find parallels between their workflows. working alongside them reminded me that there are no right answers in art. "how does it feel?" is the only question worth my concern.
immediately upon returning home, i started writing again. i was met with that beautiful mania that only takes hold when i'm working on something meaningful to me. i was finishing songs again, and fast. this is the first of many.