When I was three years old Dad put Johnny Cash’s Live at Folsom Prison cassette into my Fisher Price tape player. I played that tape until I could sing every song by heart. You could say I cut my teeth on the “Man In Black.”
There’s always mystery, melancholy and something deep and real in the music that I love best. From Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata” to Simon and Garfunkel’s “The Sounds of Silence” to Radiohead’s “Let Down.” And of course, Johnny Cash singing death songs to prisoners to give them hope. Or at least let them know someone gives a shit.
All of them moved me, inspired, and let me know I was not alone in the darkness. My life has been “saved by rock and roll” many times. These songs are magic, the ones that give us the chills, make us stop dead in our tracks and feel the beauty washing over us, make us cry, make us defiant, and we play them over and over because they’re so fucking great.
I want to pay these songs back, to “pay it forward,” to create deep, meaningful songs that reach people in the darkness. I want to write the “kind of song that truly saves people.”
I don’t set out to write a song about this or that. My songs seem to rise on their own out of somewhere, and I just try to let the meaning and the message reveal itself, in music and words. I write and sing songs that I feel down to my core because that’s where they come from.
I hope my music helps you know that you’re not alone.