Solastalgia

I was so burnt out. I stopped making my music. The production business I started with my best friend fell apart. I was broke. 

I spent Sunday’s escaping through playing video games and staring at the ceiling. The rest of the week I put in 60 hrs on our business which was quickly going nowhere. 

I had isolated myself mentally from everyone I cared about. I was dangerously depressed. The worst was that I just couldn’t admit it.

Too much pressure – no juice left. Something had to give. 

What happened over the next summer was a journey of letting go. An opening. And finally recovery. 

I left on a road trip – and in taking space from my life, a new one appeared before me. Music started flowing again. My hands let go of the dreams I’d fallen slave to, and with hands open I finally stumbled into the next chapter of my life. 

The result was an album and video series created out of my car that I called Solastalgia. Which means the having the feeling that home is transient or impermanent, even before it starts slipping away.