The beloved "coffee tastes like booze song" you didn't know you needed.

Written in 2019 on my way to work early one morning. Let me paint the picture for you:

Wild Friday night house party

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reusable coffee tumbler

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A happy(?) surprise!

The intro track to one of my favorite moody songs to date. It's giving...first summer living & grinding in a metro area. It's giving...

global pandemic and a new lynching going viral every other week.

It gets hard to sleep.

It gets cold...so many faces passing by.

Friends or foes? No, they're just strangers in the night.

Busy bodies, busy bees.

Busy beings in a sea...a sea of faces passing by. They're just strangers in the night.

Downtown, growing old.

Brick by brick and stone by stone.

Downtown, all alone. Build you up just to break you down, down, down.

It gets hot. Exhaust creeps in and fills your lungs.

You've been caught. A taste upon the city's tongue.

Busy body, busy bee, busy being in a sea.

A sea of faces passing by--you're just a stranger in the night.

This song is dedicated to a youngerme--the woman afraid to step into her full self. I've experienced pain, I've made mistakes, I've grown. I'm still growing. And I'm committed to this journey of self-acceptance and celebration. I'm black, I'm white, I'm neuro-divergent, I'm queer, and I'm proud.

Where my fellow plant parents at? For real, this song started as an angry letter to myself from my many dying plants. I've trained my thumb since then and now live in the closest thing I can create to an indoor jungle. It's kind of hard to keep up with all these budding babies! But when you live in a city, sometimes you just have to bring the nature to you! This song is a remake, and I encourage you to check out the first version and compare! You'll probably notice that I've grown just as much as my little buddies have!

My mother said this is her favorite song on the album which is no surprise to me--she's a total sap. But I also love this song for its simplicity. And this may come as a surprise, but I did not write this to a lover or even a loved one. This song came to me in a moment of grief and frustration over the experience of meeting so many beautiful souls through my work and knowing I'll likely never see most of them again. I love being a musician and I consider it a great privilege to connect with people through my work, but I've definitely broken my own heart more than once from wishing I could hold on to these moments and the people that come and, inevitably, go.