
albums
you can’t hurt me, i have daughters - available on streaming platforms 07/20/25
time to meet the devil (rough draft) - available on streaming platforms 07/20/25
hand covers bruise (rough draft) - release for streaming tbd
summer in america - 08/29/25

my friend @a.k.strigidae and I decided to start our own collective to book like minded musicians, alas our humble project @gothammarginalrevue . Our first showcase is at the end of the month, and it will be hosted at @sangerhall . It features a handful of talented acts. While there is no entry fee or cover, we encourage a $5 venue purchase and donations are appreciated.

this is my third album, it's called summer in america. I'll be releasing the first single, loretta lane, within the next few weeks.

Today I turn 37. This past year has been one of the most difficult years of my life, the only year equivalent would be in 2020 when I lost my mom. I've learned a lot this year, with a handful of hardships, beyond any I could really compare to except the aforementioned. I moved back to NY after a bullshit stint in Utah, where I saw the unraveling of a 10 year plus friendship, alongside a tumultuous romantic relationship, which was the first I had in nearly 3 years. I got a job that I thought would be my final and only, but I was wrong; they often say, "man makes plans and God laughs", and that was certainly true. I dove head first deep into my musical pursuits, mired with lip service, bullshit comedians, fake friends and false promises, which ignited anger and spite on my behalf, which taught me not to act on my emotions, but rather let the cards fall, see where they lay and play from there. I had brushes with the law that stemmed from my frustrations, and almost cost me my freedom. I found through all of this, that there is nobody that I can truly rely on but myself. I became more aware of not only myself, but my surroundings. I wrote and recorded about 3 albums and met genuine people that pushed me to keep hanging on. I became homeless, I became hopeless, but somehow, I retained a perseverance to continue. I don't have much to show for my 37th year on this earth, other than my will and my baby Frankie. Im learning to let go of my anger, let those that treat me poorly meet the karma they face and stay true to myself. That's all I can do, be forthright and proceed from there. Here's to another trip around the sun, hoping that this year can be more positive than the last.

This Saturday, I'll be performing at the @31staveopenstreet between 3pm and 6pm. It's my first full performance of 2025, and I'll be playing so many different songs. It's a nice late birthday treat for myself, as I turn 37 the day prior. So if you fancy, come hear my belt my lungs, shake my ass and wiggle my feet.

Lovely Bloodflow
In a fever dream, which i continue have many of, which is both unsettling and uncomfortable, I was a vampire, roaming the blue nights, looking for something to quench the pain in my veins. I recorded about 4 songs today, as music is my therapy, it is the thing that has kept me alive. I like descending into an abyss of creation, it soothes my wounds, and makes me feel at peace.

Booze Cruise
I'm in the process of writing another album, tentatively titled, "American Summer", which is an homage to Gil Scott-Heron. This song is meant to be a fun drinking song, akin to Thorogood's "One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer", which i allude to, as well as give an ode to one of my favorite TV shows. It's meant to embody the essence of a drunk bender, one spanning days of reckless behavior, and overall, again, this is another album that is meant to be one cohesive story, examining my downfall and descent into homelessness and hopelessness. This song in particular is meant to have duality, the debauchery and degenerative nature of getting shit housed, the fun and carelessness that also entails, and the poor decisions that result from such. I am not sure when I'll finish this album, but I assume I'll have it wrapped within the next few weeks as I balance work life and getting myself back on my feet.

Loretta Lane
Just past Loretta Lane,
Side of Duffy Ave
Lives a boy and his baby,
It's all he has,
He keeps telling himself,
This too shall pass,
And one day,
He'll be on the right path.
Can we go to the mall?
We can go to Broadway,
Roosevelt Field is better,
But we'll have fun anyway.
Just past Loretta Lane,
Side of Duffy Ave,
Lives a boy and his baby,
It's all he has,
He keeps telling himself,
This too shall pass,
And one day,
He'll be on the right path.
In the warehouse,
Doth he lay,
Under fluorescent lights,
Hoping for brighter days.
Just past Loretta Lane,
Side of Duffy Ave,
Lives a boy and his baby,
It's all he has,
He keeps telling himself,
This too shall pass,
And one day,
He'll be on the right path.
Just past Loretta Lane.

American Gods

My ability to play mics has been reduced due to my work schedule, so if you fancy to see me play, I typically hit the Local's open mic in Astoria every Saturday. I'll be playing a mix of old and new songs, including a fun one that entails some crowd engagement to lighten up the mood. Im also playing my first full set at the end of September with my talented friend @a.k.strigidae at the great @sangerhall (their wings and burgers are to die for), more details on that soon. So come on out and watch me shake my ass, wiggle my feet and belt out my lungs pop! Show kicks off at 3, I typically play mid card on the 6th or 9th slot as im superstitious cause im a nut. See y'all there.

I've been working in the city, and since I had my guitar on me, as I work 12-14 hour days with traveling, I like to practice during my lunch breaks. I had someone reach out to me, stating they were a fan that heard of me through their friends, which is wild to me as I never really approached my music in that sort of regard. They offered to buy me dinner in Astoria, and gifted me with shirts as well as some funds; it was a true blessing. I decided to hit the local, as Andreas is amazing at mixing and sound production, and gives me great advice, which has helped me develop my voice more and find my range. Aside from a drunk girl coming on stage and interrupting my set (i kept playing as if she wasnt there), I had probably one of my best performances I've ever had, and it makes me happy that I can find solace and support through my music. Here are some photos from last night that Andreas took, Frankie decided to join me on stage too :)









