Yeah, it's on purpose.
I sing to tell stories and make space, then hold space.
It invites you to feel freely,
to bring to life dreams,
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share a gentle light on the what we may keep hidden.
Fear is such a funny thing.
While I don't want to fall from the nest, it sure is time to fly.
I'm quirky, on the outskirts, and invite laughter and fun. I have strong opinions, a bleeding heart, and a thirst for life. I believe passionate vision and authenticity opens space to create and connect.
I encourage slowing down to welcome chance and experiences.
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Music is my refuge and place for understanding emotion. The earliest photos of me performing are in a clown costume with a stuffed-pig sidekick, singing random made-up jingles. That same year was the first time I sang on a stage.
From an early age, I’ve always felt most alive in song and with music around me. It runs in the family. #proudofmyaita
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I ran with my Walkman listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers, Creed, and Silverstein;
now I walk to the song of birds.
I rode the bus to school with Envy on the Coast, Avril Lavigne, and Norah Jones; now I drive manual to Melt, Tobias Rahim, and Noah Kahan.
I fell asleep to the bass that warmed the walls of my room from the studio below; now I fall asleep to the rhythm of my partner's breath.
The summer of Queen, The Foo Fighters, and Journey will not be forgotten, nor will the summer I took less traveled roads. Summers ahead are filled with memories begging to be made while remembering the lessons from summers passed. Favorites like Franz Schubert, Puddle of Mudd, and Gang Starr, mingle with Catfish and the Bottlemen, Led Zepplin, and Phil Collins.
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In school, I learned the importance of reading and writing music, the skill of listening to those around me, and how to color with tone. Along the way, I had mentors that taught me about audio systems, live sound engineering, and quality service. I picked up keyboards, which taught me the importance of structure in song, duality of harmony within a melody, and to play with intentionality. I learned even more about intention in a choir of 30; every voice and note mattered.
When I finally got my hands on a guitar, my vocal melodies poured out more freely.
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I've been blessed with people, those in passing and enduring.
Those that have taught me to open up, live in my strengths, and follow my passions. Those that have built me up, poured into this vessel so that I could see myself clearly in the mirror. That I might know my intent and impact, live aligned with purpose, and seek lessons.
Thank you for showing me the cracks so I could be the best version of me.
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I've been blessed to have access to knowledge, music, and time.
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I look forward to seeing you live in person, and to share my stories with you.
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With gratitude,
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