“You’re Alive” (Track 1)

After being on tour for 2 years, the thought of having a home and being in one place felt like a dream. Sometimes you can move so fast through life and time that you forget you are alive and existing in the present. “Listen to the song in the wind. Feel it upon your skin. Feel how you’re alive right now.”

“Thoughts on the Fjord” (Track 2)

While sitting on a weathered stone at 5:15 in the morning over-looking a Fjord in Iceland, I was inspired to write this song about growth and acceptance of change. I always find when I travel I am able to gain a new perspective. Whether that be about another group of people, their culture & customs, or about myself & my diverse background. I’ve been learning as I grow that change is inevitable. It is ok to bend, flow, and not know what is coming next. Especially in these complex and frustrating times, this song has reminded me that even a year ago I was a completely different person. We as creatures of this earth are able to adapt and evolve into something more every moment we’re alive. Listening to this song always makes me joyful about the changes to come. As well as remembering there is always more than what you see on the surface. Dig deeper and embrace the ride.

“Southern Rain” (Track 3)

I grew up in rural, central, south Florida. Going to rodeos, four-wheeling, and growing sugar cane with my cousins was an afternoon pastime. I romanticized the South much like my white family did. It wasn’t until I went away that I realized how blind I had been. I’d always been different but now my home and everyone in it felt like the different ones. One might see Jeanie as the one who escaped her small town. Others may see her as someone who ran away from all she’d ever known.

“Why Are Musicians so Sad?” (Track 4)

I wrote this as an ode to my younger self. I just wanted to be a singer when I was a kid. Just singing my heart out on stage since I was three years old. I didn’t always really understand the words I was singing but the music made me feel so alive. As I’ve grown, the songs’ meanings change, revealing the painful underbelly of lyrical expression. Being an empath and someone who has battled with anxiety and depression, I understand how hard it can be to take a step into the vulnerable spaces this craft asks us to. But I like to look back sometimes at the small girl who just loved the music.