and it never turns out quite the way…

This week, I’ve spent nearly all my time in the studio. Barely seeing anyone. Working (or more like playing) for a few hours, sleeping a bit, then diving right back into the music.

They say the muse shows up at random times but you have to be there, ready.

And I was.

And she showed up.

I’m not a religious or very spiritual person, but there’s something about writing music that feels spiritual. You never really know where it’s going to take you. You just let the current pull you, and this week, I let it take me.

These songs are starting to come together. I had a clear vision for the album, the arc, the story, the path I wanted to walk. And it’s funny how the vision is revealing itself… just in a completely different way than I imagined.

All I know is that I’m having fun bleeding on these pages.

And for the first time in a while, I’m really excited about it.