Asleep at the Beat (Sides A & B)

Announcing my latest music release! Less pop-like than my last one, these are the Sounds of Autumn in my ears and my hope is that the 2 tracks bring some falling-leaves-solace to your day!

Many many thanks to all those friends who have been buying the albums or otherwise showing your support!

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06 Oct / Rhythm Raider EP

Rhythm Raider EP

A very smiley announcement that my latest EP, 15 mins of warm AF music, is now available for purchase/download in High Quality format straight from the Horse’s mouth:

A dear friend asked me an interesting question relating to why I chose this particular genre to explore (a mixture of what I call Neo-Soul, Groove-Pop & Deep Space House—LOL, smh). I thought I’d share my answer here, too:

Rather than approaching a composition while thinking about genre choice per say, I try to let common threads of what I’m passionate about pop-out, while capturing different corners of my own ‘lil musical universe. And then when these 3 songs were finished only then did I assign a genre, with the common threads being WARMTH and GROOVE. The goal for the next one will be to also elicit these felt qualities, but in increasingly divergent ways.

A sincere thank you to many of you for being such a positive force of support as I churn more music out!
I love you.

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06 Apr / On Heartbreak.

On Heartbreak.


op this tune on (Track 7, “The Last Residents of Westfall”) while reading the beautiful poem that follows by David Whyte, and you will not be disappointed:

Heartbreak is unpreventable; the natural outcome of caring for people and things over which we have no control…

Heartbreak begins the moment we are asked to let go but cannot, in other words, it colors and inhabits and magnifies each and every day; heartbreak is not a visitation, but a path that human beings follow through even the most average life. Heartbreak is an indication of our sincerity: in a love relationship, in a life’s work, in trying to learn a musical instrument, in the attempt to shape a better more generous self. Heartbreak is the beautifully helpless side of love and affection and is [an] essence and emblem of care… Heartbreak has its own way of inhabiting time and its own beautiful and trying patience in coming and going.

Heartbreak is how we mature; yet we use the word heartbreak as if it only occurs when things have gone wrong: an unrequited love, a shattered dream.… But heartbreak may be the very essence of being human, of being on the journey from here to there, and of coming to care deeply for what we find along the way…

There is almost no path a human being can follow that does not lead to heartbreak.

Realizing its inescapable nature, we can see heartbreak not as the end of the road or the cessation of hope but as the close embrace of the essence of what we have wanted or are about to lose…

Heartbreak asks us not to look for an alternative path, because there is no alternative path. It is an introduction to what we love and have loved, an inescapable and often beautiful question, something and someone that has been with us all along, asking us to be ready for the ultimate letting go.

Unrequited love is the love human beings experience most of the time. The very need to be fully requited may be to turn from the possibilities of love itself. Men and women have always had difficulty with the way a love returned hardly ever resembles a love given, but unrequited love may be the form that love mostly takes; for what affection is ever returned over time in the same measure or quality with which it is given? … And whom could we know so well and so intimately through all the twists and turns of a given life that we could show them exactly, the continuous and appropriate form of affection they need?

…The great discipline seems to be to give up wanting to control the manner in which we are requited, and to forgo the natural disappointment that flows from expecting an exact and measured reciprocation.

We seem to have been born into a world where love, except for brilliant, exceptional moments, seems to exist from one side only, ours — and that may be the difficulty and the revelation and the gift — to see love as the ultimate letting go and through the doorway of that affection, make the most difficult sacrifice of all, giving away the very thing we want to hold forever.

Love may be sanctified and ennobled by its commitment to the unconditional horizon of perfection, but what makes love real in the human world seems to be our moving, struggling conversation with that wanted horizon rather than any possibility of arrival. The hope for, or the declaration of a purely spiritual, unconditional love is more often a coded desire for immunity and safety, an attempt to forgo the trials of vulnerability, powerlessness and the exquisite pain to which we apprentice ourselves in a relationship, a marriage, in raising children, in a work we love and desire.

…The hope for unconditional love is the hope for a different life than the one we have been given. Love is the conversation between possible, searing disappointment and a profoundly imagined sense of arrival and fulfillment; how we shape that conversation is the touchstone of our ability to love in the real inhabited world…

– David Whyte in Consolations: The Solace, Nourishment and Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words

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With That Moon Language

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Admit something.

Everyone you see, you say to them
“Love me.”

Of course you do not do this out loud:
Someone would call the cops.

Still, though, think about this,

This great pull in us
To connect.

Why not become the one
Who lives with a full moon in each eye
That is always saying,

With that sweet moon


What every other eye in this world

Is dying to

– Hafiz

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