Done, and not done.

Well, I'm done. Or at least, done singing.

I'm currently at BWI, on my way back to Nashville from Boston. As of last night, I'm done with all the vocals and background vocals for the album. I'm so happy, and this weekend was the first time that I got to hear the tracks in their near-finished form. They still need a few elements (a sweet guitar pattern here and there. organ. magic.), and then to be mixed and mastered. But even as they are, I'm in love with them.

Every once in a while (but not all that often) I sit on the subway as I did this morning, and wonder what it's like to be that girl across the aisle. She had a very nice coat. She looked like she was on her way to a job that was dependable, lucrative and well-respected. I imagine she had an office. Owned a condo. Her income in June is the same as her income in November. That must be awesome.

Every time I wonder what it's like to be someone else or mentally trade places, I happily return to the path I'm on. Making this album has not only affirmed my career choice, but reminded me that I'm extraordinarily lucky.

And I am extraordinarily lucky because of you. You have donated to this album, and without that it simply would not have been possible. There is big gray cloud that seems to loom over the music industry these days. I suppose the folks who are afraid have every right to be. The ways they made music and made their livings are changing. I, however, am hopeful. As long as there are musicians, there will be music. And as long as there are folks like you, it will be heard.

Here are some sneak peaks...

Kamikaze Love:


Like You Mean It:


The Boston Song: