I often wonder when we will rise above our need to separate. The need to call out, put down, attack, and belittle. Have we not evolved beyond these fruitless ideas? I wonder when we, as a whole, will truly be intelligent enough to accept the beauty of diversity. When will we become curious about the people in the village on the other side of the ridge? Our fear of the unknown is so deep that we find comfort in isolation. In name-calling. In building walls, even when we pretend they are...

Twelve years in any band is a lifetime in musician years. Honestly, twelve years in any job is a long run, but twelve years touring, rehearsing, recording, laughing, arguing, eating, and growing with the same group of humans is its own kind of beautiful roller coaster. That’s what my time with Bria and the band has been. A ride through so many versions of myself that it feels like I’ve lived a few lives inside this one gig. When I joined the band, I was twenty-eight. I had just moved to New...

Lately, I’ve been looking at life from a distance, as if I’m watching through a window instead of standing inside it. When I drive, I sometimes feel like I’m not the one behind the wheel at all. Something deeper is guiding this body, this version of me. It’s a strange feeling, but also a familiar one, like I’ve been trying to remember a truth I once knew and forgot. I keep asking myself what I should be investing in. Is it this body, this character I walk around in every day? Is it the world...