Say what you wanna say and let the words fall out honestly.
Show me how big your brave is.
True bravery is being exactly who you are, imperfections included. Vulnerability is the most precious gift you can give.
It’s very exciting to be a part of a team of collaborators in general.
Love is blind, but when we close our eyes, we see with our hearts.
I have been very fortunate to be a part of tours with other artists that have exposed me to new places that I’ve never been before. Once you discover something beautiful, you just want to keep coming back.
I can very much relate to waking up inside of your life and saying to yourself, “How did I get here?”
So how do you do it, with just words and just music, capture the feeling that my Earth is somebody’s ceiling?
I’m starting to believe in the power of a name. Because it can’t be a mistake if I just call it ‘change.’
You can be the outcast or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love. Or you can start speaking up.
There’s really no “bad” people; there’s just humans who are doing the best they can to figure life out. It’s hard! We can all relate to that.
I’m a traditional singer-songwriter. I have a more organic sound.
If you take your fear and mash it into something that’s actually useful, then it doesn’t feel like it wins.
I feel like my songs are like diary entries for me. So I usually write about things that have happened to me specifically or sometimes it can be someone who’s close to me.
No one is anything but a shade of grey. It’s good people making bad choices.
Compare where you are to where you want to be, and you’ll get nowhere.
I’m never gonna be somebody who’s gonna fall down from the sky on a trapeze. That’s not me. I really want to make sure that my focus stays on connecting with the audience.
My hairstylist taught me a trick for my hair. You section off your hair and put them up in these crazy little knots and then it looks like you curled your hair. It’s saved me so much time ’cause on the road you don’t have time or plugs to plug your curling iron in.
All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy while I just hurt and hide, waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide.
Nobody ever thinks a song is about them. Well, not when it’s mean. When it’s a good song everybody thinks it’s about them. And when it’s mean, nobody thinks it’s about them.