look at mister big shot, he quits twitter and suddenly it’s like he doesn’t have a blog anymore. it’s all just podcasting and discord movie nights and barely promoted EPs. what about this poor little page? what about the minimal photography and vague affirmations about getting better? what about the art?

well good news, i actually have been writing songs and recording things here and there. especially lately. why i haven’t been posting them here is a complete mystery. sometimes it feels like after a full decade of doing this i still haven’t quite found my footing. sharing stuff about yourself is hard enough, it only became more difficult when i started doing it for a living.

still, i love writing just as much as i did ten years ago, and the idea of someone connecting with that work excites me in just the same way. perhaps more today at this stage of my life.

here’s a song i wrote back in april called porcupine. it isn’t going to be on spotify or anything, i don’t even really intend for it to go onto any future albums i have planned. i’m just trying to get back into the habit of showing people the stuff i make. i hope you like it.

you lost your dog in oceanside
skin as sharp as a porcupine
why are we so mortified
to give it another try

i see you in your mothers eyes
my skin is sharp like a porcupine
why are we so mortified
to give it another try

i don't care
i just want to
i don't care

sleeping in the garden
drinking on the weekend
cover me in blankets
hold me like a secret

standing in the kitchen
everything is broken
wonder what's behind this
door i never open

everybody's watching
no one pays attention
i don't think i'm sick
but i think it's an infection

everything's a pattern
living is a sequence
drowning in a tidepool
kiss me in the deep end

but i don't care
i just want to
touch your hair
and be beside you
i don't care
i just like you
i'll cut your hair
i'll run away with you

you lost your dog in oceanside
skin as sharp as a porcupine
why are we so mortified
to give it another try