Some might call me a one-woman production company because on any given day you could find me playing guitar, fumbling around a piano, editing video, designing the site, booking the band, making coffee (ok, soy lattes), but you get the idea. Supercilious sounding, maybe, but it's the truth and in truth lies strength.
I decided to make music, in an instant, at a Fleetwood Mac concert. Music is the most balanced relationship I've known- the more I give, the more it gives back. When I picked up a guitar, I took control of my destiny. I'm an audio geek, so I may not be cool enough for you or your friends. I've played the part of student, waitress, insurance assistant, music teacher and nanny for Saudi Royalty. True story.
This is me -- curves, flaws and all. Classic girl with a hippie heart, who masquerades around in black latex pants and the occasional corset. The songs I write myself and I recorded with three or four guys who have become lifelong friends. Our self-titled album, The Aftermath, was recorded on a shoe-string budget, passion and blinding determination. On a whim, I emailed Mark Needham (Killers, Fleetwood Mac, Green Day) and a few days later, he was mixing the album. I finished paying for the album with the only Gibson guitar I've ever owned.
In two years, we've been fortunate to license songs, play with some great bands, including sold-out shows in LA and the OC with pop band, Berlin. The Aftermath, is available directly through our website and iTunes. We've toured over 2000 miles including SXSW (’09 ,‘10) and the Southwest this past September. Our tour driver saw us play with Berlin, and took time off work to drive us across 7 states. Real dedication and the real story.
So this is the face of an independent artist in this new world where music is a service streaming in bulk. Hard to see the little fish in cyberspace, as it's so seemingly infinite, but people still do love a great song, and I have faith in that- the aftermath of what became of me.