My dearest friends and New Yorkers,
The time has come for me to get the hell outta dodge. It seems only right to write this today on the eve of yet another potential housing crisis here in NYC. In August I'll be leaving this fine city and heading south to Clarksdale, Mississippi to work with John Ruskey at Quapaw Canoe Company! It's a pretty drastic change but I feel confident, excited and ready. Until then I'll be spending the summer in Boston teaching textiles and horsing around with bands like American Echoes and The Barbazons. It's been an insanely beautiful nine years living in what seems to be almost every neighborhood in Brooklyn and Manhattan, accidentally waking up at Coney Island at 5am on the D train, having all night benders, walking through the coldest nights and intolerably humid days, meeting weirdos from all walks of life, seeing such beauty and despair all at the same time. I am alive, I am terrified, I am buzzing, I am firing at both ends. I am ready to implode and I am ready to let this time go. Don't worry, I'll be playing music and running wild no matter where I end up. See ya on the flip side!