I had moments of sheer terror while making my record. Terror that it wouldn’t be as good as I knew it *could* be, that no one would listen to it, that no one would like it, that it wouldn’t matter.
I put a lot of pressure on myself- I wanted to do it the “right” way. The pressure came out of many things: other failed music projects, so many sacrifices, getting older, feeling “behind”. We grew up in the age of MTV, with a hangover from CBGBs… success stories of musicians being discovered in a hole in the wall venue, plucked from obscurity and made into stars. Those are the stories we were raised on. We were made to think that if we were good enough artists, suffering enough artists, that some A&R GOD would come and rescue us from our shitty little towns and that we would be able to have the life of our dreams. Turns out life IS the dream. Turns out there is no “right” way. Turns out that it takes a lot of gumption to make things happen for yourself. You gotta have drive. You gotta have passion. You gotta love it. You have got to live for it.
After being on this earth for 30 years and having no music out, as a MUSICIAN— I felt like I was failing. I refused to let that happen. The result of that refusal, is EMPRESS. Out Friday.
📷 by @crblondelle