Today especially feels like a weird time to be on the Internet—the side-by-side juxtaposition of warfare, memes, late-stage capitalism, marketing and self-promotion don’t sit too well. Yet here I am contributing to it all the same. With that, I give you permission to keep scrolling and/or log off. But here’s how I’ve really been feeling: I’m still too traumatized by 2020 to maintain much of an online presence. Trying to create art or really anything with the intent of public consumption makes me feel physically ill. During my mid-late twenties, I thought that I was finally on my way to finding and establishing some form of a voice. Now I still feel all this stuff inside, but I don’t think I could or should even try to articulate any of it anymore. It’s especially difficult to set aside the feeling that it’s ultimately all so insignificant. I just wanna say thank you to everyone who’s been coming to our shows. Thank you for your time, your energy, for listening to our songs and coming up to us for a chat. No matter how frazzled or overwhelmed I may seem in the moment, it really means the most. I think it’s one of the few things keeping me afloat rn, and the only thing I can do as of late where I’ve felt safe, seen and truly understood. I’m so lucky to get to do what I do. I’ll do my best not to take it for granted. ♾♥️