[Released 2017] n0va is a 4-song EP of bossa nova grooves specially crafted for your breaking heart. Sometimes when friendships fail and lovers leave, we can’t always claim good versus bad. But to save our own sense of selves we need to demonize our others with who did what wrong and when. Or do we? Where pop songs draw breakups in black and white, Bossa nova paints in watercolors… [continue]→
Cock It is a 70s infused souped-up anti-gun antidote aimed directly at Ted Nugent’s hypocrisy. On this 20th anniversary of the Columbine attack we need words of peace and prayers. But we also need to words of resistance against public forces and figures that continue to disseminate disinformation under the guise of ‘gun rights.’ Chock full of cultural references, Cock It channels the energy… [continue]→
The smell of burnt plastic and kerosene, the sight of boarded up houses, factories, and stores, the sound of a distant gunshot… The geography of Virginia is home to two extremes. In the press we see the economic, political, and social wealth of the neighborhoods that encircle the nation’s capital. But in the southwestern regions, we can catch glimpses of burnt-out Appalachian coal-mining… [continue]→
starfish lips is an indie-pop song at the intersection of melancholy and cute… Written in 3rd-grade level Korean, it is about learning how to communicate across languages, but also across the subtle signs of gestures and inflections. Originally written in 2000 and recorded in 2016, the song has special significance to me as this version was completed soon after I moved to Korea… [continue]→
My Fallen Twin is a 90s darkwave influenced collab with sun*load: We have a vision of our ourselves, a kind of ideal light. Through mythology and science, we have appeared in many forms: as the second self, as angels, as alter-egos, as our superego. But what if the myth is exactly that? A shattered mirror, a descent of heavy wings, Hope in the form of a curse?… [continue]→
Ozone (a collab with COtu) is a sunny, R&B infused, mile-high, pop song best consumed before the dark clouds roll in. This song is dedicated to all you weary post-holy-day travelers, crossing across time-zones, from winter to summer, from coast to coast, from up to down, from love to sort-of-like, from excitement….
Then there’s artists like Frank Baker. His online presence is scant, albums appear for a few months, then whole catalogs disappear into the ether. It brings an essential question to the foreground: Should we draw a line in the sand and focus on the singularity of craft in and of itself, and in so doing, delete the desire for multiplying the sound across…