So many mornings I wake up and hate myself for pursuing a passion that leaves me broke, uninsured, and without any free time, but the truth is, when I wasn't making music, I broke out in hives. My body is literally allergic to me not living my truth. I tried to avoid being a starving artist, so I've been working in restaurants to avoid actually missing meals. I live where I don't have family, and the few friends I have here don't have time to come see me every time I play a show in NYC. But there's this amazing platform called Sofar Sounds. As an indie artist, I am welcomed into a packed room of strangers who came with ears, smiles, some craft brews or a bottle of wine, and an open heart. I am asked to share the music that makes me who I am. I am applauded for creating. They appreciate the piece of my heart that I have shared. We mix and mingle after the show, and I get to feel true human connection through art. This platform, in short, gives me hope. I still play at bars and restaurants all over the city and beyond (PLAYING THIS SUNDAY @ HARLEM NIGHTS WITH MY BAND), but the intimacy is never matched. So to the British homies who created the platform, I don't know you, but I love you forever. Thank you for being the light. And thank you to Mark Gorman for this photo. And ultra thank you to @sofarnyc, @sofarchicago, @sofardc for allowing me to share my tunes in your rooms (and rooftops). #sofarsounds #sofarsoundsdc #sofarnyc #sofarchicago #createcommune #createshareinspire #spreadmusic #spreadlove (at General Assembly)