Album Notes

Sometimes I feel like everyone has a conversion story except me. I can remember certain moments of falling deeper in love with music - like trampling on Bach and Schubert in high school choir, or mom at the piano singing me to sleep - but there has never been a blinding flash of light that's come to reveal my musical destiny. A funny thing about callings: they're usually done in spite of one's self...and here I am.

I studied music in college because it seemed a "legitimate" way to dedicate my life to singing. I dropped out after six months. My guitar lessons only lasted four months. Even my very first taste of music was the result of being forced to audition for a singing group in high school. But the writing...the nights of cathartic passion with pen in one hand and guitar in the other. The way that music has allowed me to express myself has come dangerously close to redeeming all of my stubbornness. And there's something about being delivered that makes you want to preach...so I started touring and making records.

Everyone has gifts, and I might as well be lauded for my hair color as much as for my musical endeavors. It is my purpose, however, to express these gifts that they might awaken in someone a dialogue - between person and God, person and person, or person and self. In singing the stories I've been given, in finding and passing along my own unique breath in these words and musical notes, I intend to bring something to people that will stay with them longer and more intimately than the whistle of a familiar melody. In essence, I'm hoping that people will be positively affected by the color of my hair.



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