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Thanks for being here. xx

I’ve spent the last twenty five years writing songs, raising sons, recording and releasing five studio albums,

catching Chuck Berry mid-fall in front of 2,000 people, and learning slowly, clumsily how to value myself. That last one’s new.

It came up in therapy, unexpectedly, like a punchline with no joke.

Turns out I’d been carrying around a quiet belief that I wasn’t worth much. Not in the eyes of the world. Not in my own.

And still, somehow, I kept going. I kept writing. Recording. Finding /searching for the calm.

I came up through what I like to call the Billy Connolly School of Business.

Two core principles:

came up through what I like to call the Billy Connolly School of Business. Two core principle

1 - Lean into the weirdness (a career that involves standing on stage, bleeding your soul through a microphone)

2 - Trust that the good stuff will work itself out.

So that’s what I did. For thirty years I’ve focused on craft, learning how to write, how to sing, how to produce, how to tell the truth in a way that lands. I trusted the money would come. It didn’t.

Not in the way people meant when they said “make it.”

But honestly? I’m okay with that.

My jolly trundle through this passage of time has been rich, messy, full, beautiful, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Well… maybe a couple of things :)

In 2025, I was diagnosed with ADHD (combined type, which comes with a lovely little spoonful of anxiety and a pinch of depression), which unlocked another layer of understanding.

Anxiety. Depression. Intensity. Empathy. Creativity. All tangled together like a box of last year's fairy lights.

It helped explain why I work the way I do, why I care so much, why I feel so much and also why I love so much.

These days, I find I write less introspectively and more from empathy. Less me, more we.