I am always writing, whether anyone has the chance to read it or not.
So much of it lingers in mood, mythology, and mischief; not everything has made it into a song.
To hear what became of it all, listen to the record.
But to get to know the ghosts behind the songs, climb to the attic, where you will find:
songs in progress
road notes
poems
fragments left for dead on the cutting-room floor
covert grumblings from a saga of unsuitable suitors
A living archive of passing thoughts, collected while I am still becoming the person who made the record.
If something catches your interest, follow me on Instagram, share your thoughts, and say hello.
-Elle
Dope.