DASHING

My second album “Dashing” is out now.

It’s a sexy, imperfect record that I’m very proud of. When I did the first one, “Charming,” I experienced so much imposter syndrome. I didn’t want people to think that I took myself too seriously, nor did I want my vocal inability to be a laughing matter for naysayers. When I put it out, my family and friends were impressed with my skills and vulnerability. They appreciated the fact that I was able to craft these songs, and then to put them out. I approach and promote these releases as if I’m a Hollywood celebrity, because I was raised watching pop stars and believing that art in itself is worthy.

If I had the money or care to make these songs into flawless pieces, perhaps I would. But this is a hobby to me. A release. The puzzle of combining lyrics, melodies, beats and instruments is a puzzle that I’d like to solve forever. I’m pitchy, un-mastered, and make-shift. And I love that.

I make music for the same reason that I write poetry. It’s fun, therapeutic, and creative.

With songs like “you’ve got the wrong guy,” “the after party” and “all access,” I was able to access (lol) different parts of my human spirit. Low points, pure love, and anger. With songs like “heartthrob” and “easy, tiger,” I was able to challenge myself to write a sexy song that had no real connection to my psyche. With “attaboy!,” “a flower for Kenny,” and “leading man,” I was able to reflect. I’ve written multiple poetry books, but creating music has been such a fulfilling and fun task. The hours and hours I’ve spent on music have prevented hours and hours spent on ruminating or self-destruction, in a time when I desperately needed a release.

You may listen once and think “Awwww, honey...” You may never listen to a single song. You may make fun of me for expressing myself in this way. But I made this album, and the former, for myself. The creation IS the project. The final product is exciting to me, but the time spent was the meat and potatoes, so to speak. It’s a thrill.

If you’re reading this, that means you share similar sentiments as me. And for that, I am extremely grateful. I pay money to put this music on streaming services, and what I recoup is basically a McChicken once a year. I do this for the love of it. I have learned how to harness my heartbreak into melody, and I will never care what anyone else thinks of that. I will continue to put my heart on the forefront if it means that I get to CREATE it.

Love you forever!

BG xo