Tag: independent artist 2026

  • Commercial Breaks: The Three Minutes That Were Actually Everything

    Commercial Breaks: The Three Minutes That Were Actually Everything

    I wrote a song about commercial breaks and I need you to understand that it is completely sincere.

    The show pauses and the living room erupts. Someone sprints to the kitchen. Someone goes for the remote. Dad makes a joke. Mom yells “sit down” from somewhere and nobody sits down. The popcorn bowl makes a full lap. A sibling steals your couch spot. Someone threatens to change the channel and everyone loses their mind.

    “Someone yells ‘Don’t change the channel!’ like they care.” That line is every family in America between 1988 and 2002 and I know you recognize it.

    The bridge is where the humor turns tender: “Now it’s all DVRs and skipping through the noise, no more little moments, no more tiny joys.” We optimize the viewing experience now. And in doing that we also skipped three minutes of completely unplanned family togetherness that happened every fifteen minutes whether you wanted it or not.

    I didn’t expect to have feelings about commercials. Here we are.

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  • One More Day Until My Birthday (And Some Thoughts on Getting Older as an Artist)

    One More Day Until My Birthday (And Some Thoughts on Getting Older as an Artist)

    Tomorrow is my birthday. I have THOUGHTS.

    Getting older as an artist is such a specific experience. There’s a cultural narrative that creativity is a young person’s game β€” that your best ideas come early, that artists “peak” and then coast. I have found the exact opposite to be true for me.

    This year β€” the year I’m about to add a candle to β€” has been the most creatively productive year of my entire life. An album every month. A daily blog. Quilt Anthems out in the world. Bring Us Home, the most ambitious thing I’ve ever attempted, nearly complete. A Halloween album with my son. A book in progress.

    I don’t think that’s a coincidence of timing. I think it’s a function of accumulated life. Every year adds material. Every year adds perspective. Every year, the well gets deeper even as the surface sometimes feels the same.

    Tomorrow I turn a year older and I am, genuinely, more excited about what’s ahead than I’ve ever been. That’s not something I take for granted. I know not everyone feels that way about getting older, and I don’t think you have to. But for me, right now, in this season β€” it feels like more is starting, not less.

    See you tomorrow. We’re celebrating. πŸŽ‚

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  • A Song About Something That Shouldn’t Work (But Does)

    A Song About Something That Shouldn’t Work (But Does)

    Part of what I love about this year of releasing an album every month is that I’ve given myself permission to follow every single creative instinct β€” even the ones that sound a little questionable when you say them out loud.

    “I want to write an album about quilting.” Questionable on paper. Absolutely works in practice.

    “I want to set the entire Book of Proverbs to smooth jazz.” Also questionable on paper. Thirty-one songs later, it works beautifully.

    “I want my son to co-write a Halloween album with me.” Works. I’m telling you it works.

    The things that seem like they shouldn’t work are often the most exciting creative territory precisely because nobody else is doing them there. The space is clear. You can make it entirely your own.

    I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately β€” particularly after the road trip, which sent me home with about fifteen ideas for things that probably “shouldn’t” work but are buzzing in my brain so loudly I can’t ignore them.

    Not all of them will become full projects. Some will become one song. Some will live in the notes app forever. But some of them will become albums that people didn’t know they needed until they heard them.

    That’s the adventure. That’s why I can’t stop making music.

    Is there a creative project you’ve been too scared to start because it sounds weird or niche or “too specific”? I’m here to tell you: start it. The weird, niche, specific thing might be exactly what the world is missing.

    Drop your “shouldn’t work but might” ideas in the comments. I love this conversation!

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  • The Texas Playlist That Basically Wrote Itself

    The Texas Playlist That Basically Wrote Itself

    There’s a funny thing that happened on the road trip.

    We’re hours into Texas. Everyone’s kind of in their own world β€” family road trips have this rhythm where you cycle through talking too much, then silence, then someone asleep, then everyone suddenly hungry at the same time. And I had my earbuds in for a stretch, listening to music, staring out the window at a landscape that just keeps going.

    And I realized the songs I was reaching for were all emotional. Storytelling songs. Songs about journeys and distances and the people you carry with you even when they’re not in the car.

    My brain was already composing. Not in a conscious, “now I will write a song” way. In the background, underneath everything else, the creative part of me was taking notes. Processing. Filing things away.

    By the time we crossed back into California, I had an entire notepad’s worth of fragments. Half-lines. Images. A title or two. One melody I hummed into my phone so I wouldn’t forget it.

    I’m still sorting through all of it. Some of it belongs to projects already in progress. Some of it might become something new entirely. And honestly? Some of it might just be notes that exist to remind me of how I felt in that moment β€” the bigness of Texas sky, the smallness of one car on a long road, the particular comfort of your people nearby.

    Not everything has to be a song. Sometimes it just has to be a feeling you remember.

    But knowing me? Most of it will end up a song. πŸ˜‚

    Comment below β€” what’s the most unexpected place you’ve been struck by creative inspiration?

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  • What Makes a Song “Relatable” (And Why I Obsess Over It)

    What Makes a Song “Relatable” (And Why I Obsess Over It)

    Here’s a question I think about constantly as a songwriter: What makes someone hear a song for the first time and feel like it was written about them?

    That’s the magic I’m chasing every time I sit down to write. Not just a good melody. Not just clever lyrics. The feeling that makes someone stop what they’re doing, put their hand to their heart, and say oh β€” that’s exactly it. That’s exactly how it feels.

    I think it comes down to specificity. The weird paradox of songwriting (and all storytelling, really) is that the more specific you are, the more universal it becomes. When I wrote about floating in a pool with a cold drink, not wanting to get my hair wet β€” that is such a specific, silly, real thing. And yet the response was huge because everyone who heard it immediately thought of their version of that exact moment. Their specific embarrassing summer experience.

    When I wrote about empty chairs at the Thanksgiving table β€” the loved ones who aren’t there anymore β€” that came from a real, personal, painful place. And the response broke my heart open in the best possible way, because so many people carry that same grief into every holiday.

    The song didn’t need to be their loss. It just needed to be a loss, described truly enough that they could find their own inside it.

    That’s what I’m always trying to do. Every album, every song. Make something true enough that you feel seen.

    Is there a song of mine that hit you like that? Tell me in the comments β€” I genuinely want to know. It means the world to me when music lands the way it’s supposed to.

    Follow me on streaming so you never miss what’s coming next. I have some songs in the works that I truly believe are going to do that very thing for a lot of people.