Two weekends ago, I drove to Chicago from Detroit and it was one of the rare times that I only had music/podcasts on for about 1.5 hours of a 5 hour drive. It gave me a lot of time to think about the ups and downs of a music career. Sometimes, you are invited to Bahrain to have the time of your life and other times, you drive really far to play to very few people for free and get treated like garbage. Either way, you stick through it knowing that you haven't hit your highest highs and hopefully have hit your lowest lows. You make a plan and adjust it along the way.
When the events of Michael Brown first happened, I wrote this song. I sat on it for a bit because I worried about rubbing folks the wrong way. I mean, I'm not famous so I kinda need all the fans I can get (apparently jokes lighten moods). After discussing it with a number of friends who told me that they needed to hear it, I decided to post it. It wasn't quite the height of the event but a friend said, "You really think this is gonna be the last time it's relevant?" I laughed it off and said "Right?" Now, here we are again but we unconsciously accepted that a long time ago.