The Infinitely video is out now & it’d mean the world if you’d watch & take a second to click every shape below this post - save, like and share with all those you love! Someone asked me this morning how I got into music- why & when I found myself in pursuit of sound as occupation. I stumbled for a minute in search of some semblance of an answer, but in the end, past the thoughts of family that encouraged, records that inspired, experiences that shaped, I found myself at the beginning, saying, “Maybe just watch this video.” Because truth is, I never really got into music - I just felt, before any language at all, an all-consuming urge to turn everything I could get my hands on into an instrument through which I could express the cacophony I heard and still hear in my head, buzzing through my body, to give voice, rhythm & eventually word to the question that seems to overwhelm us all from the beginning, that I hear in my niece’s voice when she screams upon waking - “why?” I’ve given it up more times than I can count, run from it, thrown it away, slammed the door on it and had the door slammed on me in my search for it. It comes back, like it or not. It’s in me. It is me. Last year I locked myself in my spare room in Nashville and sat at the piano with a picture of my childhood self on the music stand, next to the sheet music I can’t read for a record I can play by heart. And when some digitized home videos appeared, they ended up in the songs, and I found my younger self still alive, knowing very little yet knowing innately that feeling means more anyway. I was often embarrassed as @world_destroyer turned these clips into a video - but now I realize it was the ultimate healing for me - to remember, to reassemble my self, before the world taught me a million worthless ways to weigh my wealth, and just make noise for the only reason I ever really did- in the name of infinite love. This one’s for all the children. xo // zc