Incredible, man, we’re about to hit 180,000 monthly listeners on Spotify. I’m sharing this mostly just so you know what’s possible. I’m a dude making music in his apartment. I’m not signed. I’ve never been signed. I’ve never been written about in Pitchfork or Rolling Stone or wherever else (yet); Spotify and Apple Music don’t add me to their playlists (yet); I’ve never ‘gone viral on Tik Tok’ (yet), and so on. My success so far is just you and me. That’s a trip. Thank you for being a part of this.

In pursuing music, I once viewed success as this Emerald City, like in The Wizard of Oz. I viewed it as a near-impossible destination, something far and away down a winding road. In doing what I’m doing now, I see how that’s untrue. We build our Emerald City. We create it. With our own will, we pull from the soil what we thought would only ever be a faraway silhouette obscuring the horizon. And our success is sweeter for it, because we know the nothing that we willed it from.

If you know me personally, you know doing social media stuff doesn’t come super naturally to me. The only way I can justify it, and push through whatever discomfort I may have, is thinking, man, someone may see what I’m posting or writing and become the thing they wouldn’t have otherwise, or grow in a way they didn’t think was possible. I hope you see what I’m doing with music and apply it to whatever ‘impossible thing’ that may be challenging you in this life. Maybe you want to start a business, or better yourself, or beat your depression, anxiety, whatever. Whatever is in your mind right now, you can defeat it, win it, own it, conquer it.

We should stop staring off and dreaming about The Emerald Cities built by other people, and start building our own with the land and tools we have. Whatever you want from this life is waiting to be summoned from your own plot of land. Success is not found; it’s cultivated.

My next song’s coming out on the last Friday of this month, December 25th. It’s not a Christmas song (though I’d love to write one someday), but it’s a happy song nonetheless.

Again, thank you. I’m gonna keep pushing. 🎄💀

Every time I‘m about to post something, part of me is like, “Who’s gonna care about this?” It could be a song, a personal caption, photo, whatever. There tends to be this whisper, something like, “No one wants to hear what you have to say; shut up,” or, “No one is going to like this song; don’t release it.”

I share that, because I’ve been written by several people asking how I write what I write, and share what I share – because any time they think about sharing something, whether it be something creative or a personal thought, they’re accosted with that cynical, negative, insecure voice within them.

I hear that same voice, and I just view it for what it is. It’s the voice of the captor, the prison guard, the demon, the undo-er, the coward, whatever you want to call it. It’s the voice of the monster – the amalgam of your trauma, insults, scars, insecurities, all that – and it wants you to shut up and stay put. I’ve grown to view that voice as separate from me. If anything, it now inspires me. I’m like, ah, there are those thoughts again, GOOD, I’m going the right direction; I’m growing.

There is so much greatness locked behind the eyes of so many people who are too fearful to let it out. If that’s you, if you’re thinking of something that you want to do in this life, join me in telling your insecurities to shut up; let’s collectively fire the prison guards in our minds so we can freely become our better selves. I believe there is a sun trying to rise over the horizon of our inner worlds, and it’s our duty to break it free from the chains of our insecurities, self-doubt, negativity and cynicism – all of which are learned through a lifetime spent confusing that stupid whisper as something that protects you.

Some people sit in their own minds in judgement of everything, including themselves. That can feel like power; every pursuit is beneath you, everything can be mocked. But, in reality, that mindset grants you dominion over nothing; your kingdom will be made of sand; your gross domestic product will be your own bitterness.

Set yourself free. Allow that sun to rise, man. And send this to someone who needs it. 💀☀️

Wow, again! ‘I Hope They Play This In Toronto’ gave me my best first day ever – earning more streams on day one than any song I’ve released before. This is the third time I’ve broken that record since ‘Imagination’ back in May. So many of you posted this song in your stories, messaged me, streamed it, all that. Thank you! (Also – my Apple Music numbers are now ten times what they were when I started this. Crazy.)

I think often we can get cynical about the world. We can sit back and see someone’s joy and think, “Yeah, that’s fake.” We can sit back and watch someone’s success and think, “Ah, that’s because they’re cheating somehow, they know the right people,” and so on. Sometimes I get messages with this ‘what’s the secret sauce’ energy. And when I reveal it’s just me grinding, sometimes it seems like they’re disappointed. They’re hoping to peer behind the curtain and find Oz, pulling secret levers and punching the buttons they can’t see.

One of my goals in being transparent is just to show that there is no curtain; there is no tiny man with a bag of tricks. Any magic that’s being achieved is real. At the center of your mind’s Emerald City, there is an Oz, and behind his curtain there is a limitless reservoir of strength and the understanding that he is an expression of eternity. There’s magic in you. We’ve got to let the chains of our insecurities roll off our shoulders so we can be set free to claim that magic. You are the capable one. You are the secret sauce. You forge the keys. You really need to look into the mirror and see the wizard, see the champion, or else you’ll never be one.

I want you to feel your power and win, and I hope you view everything I do as proof that you can do whatever you’d like with this life. Though I make music, what I hope will be the greater result of what I’m doing is there existing more people in this world who live in the light, who embody hope, who are courageous, who see the dragons that need slaying and think – I can do this; I am the champion I’ve been waiting for. 💀 ⚔️