For everyone out there with a melody aching to be heard, I want to be a part of your journey. I want to help you share your sounds with the world, to create those moments of pure joy - the kind where you stand shoulder-to-shoulder with loved ones, belting out your favorite song at the top of your lungs, losing yourself in the music, knowing it's a memory you'll cherish forever.
Join me on the journey
My mom, gone too soon when I was just three, left a legacy of cheetah print and a CD collection that became my treasure. Those discs weren't just music; they were a portal to her energy, a guiding light for the creative spirit she instilled in me.
Without the echoes of those concerts, the memory of my mom, the boldness of cheetah print, and the power of music, I wouldn't be me. And that's why I know I can make a difference.
Guided by a mother's love
The Gorge Amphitheatre under a starlit sky. Fleetwood Mac, Uncle Kracker, Cranberries. My parents, both writers with a heart for creativity, found a connection in the music swirling around them, back in a burgundy station wagon. Some might scoff at the origin story, but they wouldn't understand the way music can ignite a passion, a love deeper than words.
Music runs deep in my veins
