My Time Will Come - Behind The Song

I wrote this blog post on December 19th, 2018. I had no idea even then what this song would mean to me and to those around me. Many months later, it is out for everyone to hear. I just re-read this post and sat heavy in my chair. I just went to church, walked home, it’s 70 degrees outside… Something about right now feels so, so, so right. It some ways, I do feel like a special time for me has come. What a journey we are on. Enjoy this look into how this song was written. Thank you guys.

Dec. 19, 2018:

I probably wrote “My Time Will Come” on a Tuesday. I remember having too much time on my hands, and the combination of my insecurities, fears and circumstances had landed me in a pretty down moment. I have good days mostly, but sometimes, for reasons unknown to me, life can feel especially unmanageable, unpredictable, and down-right terrifying. I often struggle with a deep feeling of missing out, that I’m in the wrong place at the wrong time, or that somehow because of my weaknesses, addictions, poor decisions, and general sinfulness, I’ve somehow derailed God’s plan for my life. Am I not good enough? Am I missing out on the best for my life? Am I missing the point all together? Why am I not there yet? Why am I not whole yet? Why do I still struggle? Is something wrong with me? These were the immediate questions in my mind that day, and truthfully, most days.

I remember sulking up to my room in my little apartment on Baxter St. I sat down and began plucking the chords to the song. And within fifteen minutes, this song poured out of me. I haven’t touched it since. I never thought twice about the song or that the song might be any good. If anything, I thought this song was going to be a little extra song on my album that no ever listens to that I look back at and go, “wow, that was a bad day.” But, just as God does, He works often completely contrary to our expectations, and “My Time Will Come” has seemed to connect with so many people already on a deep level.

There is a story in the New Testament about a man who happens upon a treasure in a field. When he found it he ran home and sold everything that he had to buy the field. As I’ve grown and tried to walk with God, I have had this experience of forgetting the treasure I found. I feel like I’ve lost so much of my purity, my convictions, and my love for God. Sometimes I have this feeling that I miss God. I’ve turned away so many times. I’ve replaced Him with so many other things. I’ve used Him for other things. I’ve done things for Him that were really for myself. I’ve forgotten the treasure that I had in Him. There are a lot of days I want to quit and do my own thing. It’s so much easier that way. But it’s these same days that I feel like God is holding on to me by a thread. And, as I write and reflect on these feelings of failure, doubt, anger, and confusion that seem to surround me in so many moments, I still feel a hope in the depth of my heart. And that is God. And that is faith. It’s the coal that sits warmly in the ash that used to burn so brightly. A star in the sky.

As I’ve shared “My Time Will Come” with others, I have realized that I am not alone in my feelings of longing, incompleteness, grief and even bitterness towards things that haven’t happened yet for me. I realize that we are all waiting for our time to come. I realize that no one has arrived, and that no one is whole yet. I see that no one really knows the answers, especially those who seem like they do the most. We’re all messed up. We’re all on our way. We’re all still waiting.

The inner dialogue that my happens in my spirit every day occurs between my hope and my doubt. Both exist, fully alive and fully active. But through all the pain, unknowing and confusion - and as I continue to realize how dark, unable, and capable of evil I truly am - I hear the hope in my heart plead each day, “Don’t give up. Your time will come. Don’t become bitter. Your time will come. Don’t turn back. Your time will come. Don’t turn off your heart. Your time will come.” Would I learn to wait and wait well - full of love, hope, patience and kindness.

And that was it.

It is beautiful to look back on this. Thank you guys for reading, for streaming, and giving me feedback on this song. I have felt so loved and encouraged through you. I feel like, it my little way, I am getting to put my fingerprint on the world and on the conversation regarding faith, doubt, and the struggle that is real life. Again, you can stream the song of Spotify and you can also check out the Official Music Video on YouTube.

Love you.

"My Time Will Come" now available!

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It’s out now! Wow guys, what a special and incredible time. I get to finally start sharing what I’ve been working on with you. So, without further adieu, give my new song “My Time Will Come” a listen, available on all platforms. Here are are links to Spotify and Apple Music. Thanks everyone! My music video will be dropping soon as well…

A Year In Review

On July 9th of last year, I had a dream in the middle of the night about a house that I could move my studio into. It was a space where I wanted to family and friendship to grow, where artists would be inspired, empowered and impacted in a deep way. It’s a long story, but the next day I found a house on Reese St. and invited my friends Zac and Joe to live there with me, and all the details to acquire the space fell together. As I approach a year of recording, producing and creating music full time, I have felt very nostalgic. I have been reflecting so much on the last year - things I have loved, things I would do differently, and all the lessons that have come from my time producing albums at Bloom Sounds and making music as an independent artist.

I thought it would be cool to take a moment and reflect on this calendar year since I quit my day job and tried to do this music thing for a living, and I also wanted to include some of my favorite film photographs along the way… to create a photobook of sorts of some special times in the studio and on the road. So, in chronological order, here was my year in music!


Beginnings Tour (August 2018) wow, exactly a year ago, Zac Crook, Carly King (The Little Strong) and I embarked on our very first tour. Independently booked, we played sixteen shows all around the southeast. There could be a small book written about how special this time was, and how deeply I cherished that time. Not that it was easy, but the specialness of the experience and what it taught me was invaluable. I felt like I grew twice as fast during this time… learning patience, persistence, and just how to run a tour and connect with people in different places.


Lion’s Den Recording (August 2018) The first recording in the new house was Lions Den’s first EP. This is a group of people I hold so dear to my heart. We decided to go ahead and record the songs we had been writing together before Bobby moved to Portland. So, we scrounged up some mics and asked some of our friends to join us. The house was so packed, but we made it work. The journey with Lion’s Den this year has been insane, as we’ve all traversed many things individually but have gotten to lean on each other and work through our live’s together. I can’t imagine this year without these very special people. I engineered, mixed, and performed on this album, called “King Of Every Seasons,” which you can listen to here.


Humility (August 2018) - This is a picture taken during the making of my single released on September, called “Humility.” It took me two or three days to finish this song from start to finish. It was one of those things that seemed to just create itself. This is a photo of my dear friend Shelby Frank helping me finish the song with some harmonies. I wrote, produced, engineered, and mixed this song, and you can listen to it here!


Common Hymnal (September 2018) What could I possibly say? This was one of the most insane weeks of my life. This is a photo of a group I am a part of called Common Hymnal. It is different than I have ever experienced. These people have also become such special people in my heart. During this week in Nashville, we basically rehearsed and recorded music for 5 days straight stopping only to eat and sleep. Literally. We’ve been releasing this music already, and you can listen to it here! I play electric guitar on some of these songs, and am a songwriter and collaborator within this group.


More Producing! (October 2018) In October I worked a couple of records, including a single for Sarah Howe, and EP for Garcia Free and a Christmas EP for Rawls Grimsley. The above photograph is of my friend Annie Leeth, who is an incredible music and engineer. I think here, we were working on Sarah’s single. At the end of October I met Rawls and helped him do his record. From that point on we became such special friends. I don’t think I was shooting film during that time because I can’t find any of us together. But, this was a special time for sure, my friend Will and I have officially dubbed the last week in October as “Rawls’ Week.”


Starting My Album (November 2018) In November I embarked on creating my first full length album as Andrew Blooms. I recorded my first two songs “My Time Will Come” and “Never A Waste” up in Knoxville with Will Reagan, Brandon Hampton, Abe Choi, and Gray Hauser. This marked the beginning of an insane process that I had yet to perceive. I thought I was going to finish it in February, but have only just finished it last week (July 2019). But it has been so worth the wait.


New Years with Family & Friends (January 2019) Got to ring in the New Years playing keys for one of my favorite groups, Family & Friends, at Variety Playhouse in Atlanta. It was a dream come true to team up with these guys, as their music has inspired me for a long time.


Producing Carly King (January 2019) Being a part of Carly King’s music has been one of the most special opportunities as a producer. She is a force! This year, we got to work on a couple singles, “We All Need Loving” and “Lily of the Valley.” I am so proud of this friend, and the values and beliefs she is continuing to embody. The photo above is from arranging some string parts on “We All Need Loving.” I produced, engineered, and mixed this music.


Producing of Elijah Johnston’s “Wonderful” (Jaunary 2019) - One of my favorite projects to date. Being able to be a part of Elijah Johnston’s first studio EP was a treat. Such beautiful music. You can listen to it here.


Ryan Carr and Brandon Hampton play on “Never A Waste” (February 2019) In feb my dear friends Ryan Carr and Brandon Hampton came all the way to Athens to help perform drums and bass and add some additional producing on my album. We worked on my songs, “My Time Will Come” “Reasons Why” “Tethered” and “Humility.” Can’t begin to describe how thankful I am for them!


Producing Brendan Abernathy (February 2019) I have been mentoring Brendan for about three years now. When we first met, he was just finishing his freshman year in college, and decided this year to pursue his dream in music and release his first solo record. I have been so proud of how he is taking risks and going for it. We had so many conversations leading up to it, and it is so encouraging to see him choose a path that requires more risk and faith. Brendan is releasing his music here. I produced, engineered, mixed and played additional instruments on this music.


Producing Jacob Mallow (March 2019) Jacob interned at the studio in the fall of 2018, and over the course of that time became one of the most special people in my life. His story is for him to tell, but I see so much hope in his life and future. When Jacob approached me about producing his EP in the spring, I was delighted. We’ve just recently finished the mixes, but you can hear what Jacob has released here. On the upcoming music, I produced, engineered, mixed and provided additional instrumentation.


Mixing and Producing in April (April 2019) In April, I stared a full length instrumental and poetry album for my friend and poet Artist MD from Tulsa, Oklahoma. I created twelve soundscapes and beats to serve as a backdrop for his poems. This music has not yet released and I didn’t seem to take any film from that week. The above picture is of me and my friend Kevin Dailey, who is is a genius producer and engineer in Nashville. We met through Common Hymnal. I love this guy so much, and he helped mix a lot of my songs on the new record.


Producing Margot Osborne (May 2019) In May, Margot Osborne and Noah Rubin flew all the way out here from Orange County, California to do her EP with me. I was so honored to be a part. This week was one of the most fun weeks I’ve had making records. We ate, drank, made music and played basketball. What more would you want? Margot has begun releasing her music recently and her first single can be found here, which will be followed by a five song EP. I produced, engineered, and mixed this project.


Germany Tour (May 2019) In May, I went on tour in Germany. It was a deeply impactful experience that I stil l don’t quite understand. It was humbling, eye-opening and I believe set something in motion in my life that will change it forever. We met so many incredible people there, and saw some some of the most beautiful sights you could imagine in Europe. Shelby, Kerri and Rawls were crazy enough to go on this adventure with me. Pictured above is our last night in Frankfurt with our friend Jan and Lena.

June and July. This summer has been a lot of mixing, and also a lot of re-evaluating. Again, it’s been such a time of reflection after a busy year… sifting through what is working and what isn’t… what’s been healthy or unhealthy.


This year, I’ve produced 8 EP’s, 2 Full length albums, and a handful of singles - which makes upwards of 70 tracks that I have produced, engineered and mixed. I have also been on the road with Andrew Blooms, Lion’s Den, and Common Hymnal. My studio also has developed somewhat of a consistent internship, where students from the University, or sometimes just curious musicians, get to shadow and help around the studio during projects. So, needless to say - It’s been a busy year. I’ve grown a lot in my craft. I’m proud of how I’ve pushed and reached. I’m happy with the work I’ve made and all I’ve learned.

But as I round the corner of my year, I’m tired. I reflect on how much all of this has cost me. And as cool as it might seem from the photos or instagram or whatever to always be making music and working until the wee hours of the morning… it definitely has come with a price. I began to realize in April or May that ever since I stepped out to do music full time last August, I had put myself on this insane hamster wheel of striving and work. For eight months I never set any boundaries for myself. I had to succeed. I had to make it, no matter what. My work days had no end time… it was just until I was tired. And after doing that for a long time, it caught up to me. I crashed, burnt out, and found myself disillusioned with making music and the original vision I had for myself as a producer. My vision was to serve, to create a safe environment, to encourage and inspire… but after a while I grew weary. I began to resent the very work I loved because I never learned how to say “no” and rest, and trust. But that’s where I want to make my ground zero, and that’s what I’m returning to now.

So as I moved forward, and thank God for every moment and opportunity to make music this year as Andrew Blooms and Bloom Sounds, I want to adjust my posture and return to my work from a place of security, love and trust… not fear and anxiety of where the next opportunity will come from. If anything, this year has made me sick of the perpetual race… the feeling of not doing enough or being enough… or not being as far along as I should be. Whatever that means. I’ve actually taken a part time position doing coffee at my favorite local shop, a choice I made to slow down and to get myself out of the studio a couple days a week. It has been a critical decision, as I’m already a few weeks in and have loved getting to interact with customers and co-workers and delve back into craft coffee. i’m giving myself space to rest, to not constantly be under a mix deadline or pre-production mode for the next album, and have found this decision to be such a healthy one for me right now.

I am expectant for my album to come out too. I have been working on it slowly and persistently over the course of the last year, making sure it is coming out just like I envisioned it. I have a feeling, so deep down, that this next album is going to play an important role in our cultural ecosystem. I chose to be extremely honest, and I am hoping it will pull others out of their darkness too, as making the album did for me.

The list of people to thank is endless. If you’ve been in my life, read the blogs, hired me to work with you, believed in me, but most of all just been my friend… thank you!

Here’s to year two.

The Courage To Begin Again

I’ve been wanting to write on this idea for a couple weeks now, I just haven’t known quite how to jump into it. It’s something I’ve been chewing on and reflecting on in my own life, and as I’ve explored I feel like I’ve come to some helpful conclusions for myself, which I would like to share with you now.

But first, here’s a quick update of what’s been up with me:

In June, I got to go out to LA to participate in a Common Hymnal writing camp, and see some family that I don’t get to see very often. I also got to reunite with my friends who are a part of Common Hymnal who live all over the country. I am enjoying these folks very much and I learn so much from being around them… not only about music, but about God and life… how to live it well. I also got to visit Seattle, and there was able to see one of my best friends Bobby and another brother Sion from Vancouver… both of whom drove ours to meet up… even if only for a little while. I also got to see my friend Caroline, who I went to high school with. She works for Amazon now.

Both of these trips were such a gift, getting to see these amazing places and reconnect with my friends from all different walks of life.

Traveling aside, my life right now consists of very similar motions daily. I’m mixing a lot of music right now, fishing up three records this summer as well as some live material for a campus ministry here in Athens called Wesley. I’m also putting the finishing touches on my own record, which will be my first full length release as Andrew Blooms. My days typically look like the gym or reading in the morning. Interns and the artists arrive around 10AM, we mix until lunch. Eat a great lunch. drink some coffee. Talk about weird funny stuff. Mix until the brains and ears are mush. Then meet up with some friends in the evening. Or like tonight, I’m having some time to sit and write. The summer here has a wonderful pace, since there are less people in Athens than when school is in… So everything, including myself, breathes a little easier.

Inwardly, I am in a phase of restructuring. The pillars I had built for myself - the ways I’ve carefully forged my identity around my efforts, image and my creations - have been crushed to dust… and I am no in a place where I “feel” I have nothing left to give. The things that used to work for me… the systems I’d created to avoid pain and to avoid reality have failed. I’m tired. My year has caught up to me. In some ways I have lost sight of who I am and what I’m about. Slowly, growing more tired over time. Tired of trying. As my friend Tom said to me last weekend, “I’m just tired of learning.” Boy do I get that. I’ve recently experienced some debilitating anxieties that have made it unable for me to lead worship or perform in front of people… A fear I never thought I would ever experience. I’ve been sick and exhausted, to a point where it’s made it difficult to engage with people as I want to. For the first time in my life… I’ve felt the inevitable - That I am limited. I am out of control. I am small. And time is moving.

But in some wonderful way, I’ve been stripped and left only with myself. Without the mask of the stage, without the mask of my abilities, and without the mask of seeming like I have anything figured. It’s brought me to a curious and wonderful place. It’s brought me to an honest place, where I’ve been forced to look at myself through an uncolored lens, a truthful lens. And the truth always sets you free. And this is the starting point from which I would like to share this idea:


The Courage To Begin Again…

As I think about the social pressures that I’ve grown up with and continue to feel as I grow up, I observe that we are all terrified of being wrong. We don’t want to feel wrong, we don’t want people to know we’re wrong, we don’t want anyone to call us out for being wrong. We don’t want to say the wrong answer, project the wrong image, or say the wrong thing. And as we grow up, there is this subtle pressure to become less and less wrong. As if when you were 18, you were allowed to be 50% wrong about everything, and if you’re 26 you need to have figured out enough stuff to be down to at most 30% wrong about things, and by 50 you’re supposed to be wrong about only 15% of all things. I’ve observed it all around me, for the longest time… That most people do anything and everything in their power to make sure nobody knows how much they don’t actually know. Not knowing the correct answer has become a taboo - an indication of a lack of faith, intelligence, or some sort of moral discipline. When actually, the humility required to live a life willing to be led and corrected, or “wrong,” generates the soil that is required for a significant life marked by forward motion, growth and most importantly - unconditional love.

I’ve found that the pressure to know exactly what we’re doing creates a paralysis and an unwillingness to enter into critical times of reformation, redesigning and redirection. The fear of being or appearing wrong to others actually keeps us from the healthy and necessary process of being humbled, reshaped, corrected and ultimately refined into a more purified image of who we are supposed to be. The fear of being wrong about things hardens the heart and doesn’t allow space for the process of pruning, which always is intended to make space for fuller and more beautiful fruit to grow.

I felt so passionately to write about this because I’m afraid I’m growing hard. I’ve felt it over the years… leaving college, entering the “real world” and starting my “real life” (which has actually been happening this whole time)… there’s this thing in me that is less willing to re-learn… less willing to return to the drawing board, to take a step back, to re-evaluate and be honest about what’s really going on beneath the surface - scared to death to begin again. It’s like I’ll be embarrassed or found out that I’m actually this hurting, terrified child trapped in a 26 year old body who actually has no true grip on anything in his life. It’s as if now, since I’m an real adult, there’s not as much grace to have taken a wrong step, had a bad season, been in progress on things or to have tried something that failed… But I’m in a place in my life where I’m looking back and finally allowing myself to admit, “wow, I was really wrong about that.” This place of honesty and sobering reality could only take place after all my idols and pillars came crashing down, leaving me with nowhere to hide. This is how I’ve been wrong for so long:

I’ve been wrong about motivations… doing things “for God” when they were really for me.

I’ve been wrong about my own righteousness… that behind close doors, I embody the very things that I judge in other people.

I’ve been wrong about drugs and alcohol… using these things to escape my reality and my pain.

I’ve been wrong about what’s important in life… that you thinking I’m amazing isn’t going to satisfy me truly.

I’ve been wrong about friendship… that my friends might enjoy me and that I’m afraid to loose them.

I’ve been wrong about my dad… that things might not be his fault.

I’ve been wrong about what love is… that it’s about serving and not just finding someone to fulfill my dreams and desires.

I’ve been wrong about what it means to be important… that it’s more important to serve and not be served.

I’ve been wrong about God… that He might actually love me.

the list could go on… I’ve been so dead wrong about so many things in life so far.

What I’m trying leave you with is this encouragement: Get honest with yourself. Be willing to lay everything on the table, knowing full and well that you will be wrong about most of it. It’s not about having a perfect life, and it’s not about only hitting the bulls-eye on everything you do. It’s not about people sitting around somewhere talking about how flawless and amazing you are. It is not about being right. This is about growing into who you were made to be. This is about holding the things in your life loosely - in a posture that welcomes the humbling work of the Holy Spirit to prune, correct, and guide you into new levels of meaning and usefulness. It’s about becoming true. It’s about becoming free. It’s about learning how to love. I’m at a place where I no longer see the use in pretending that things are not there in my life… The bad habits, the addictions, the anger, the confusion, the loose ends, the doubt, the constant and unrelenting tension between what I see in real life and what I hope is true about God… everything I’ve pushed under the rug for so long. I didn’t want to appear wrong. I didn’t want to appear weak. I didn’t want to appear like I was struggling. But if there’s anything I’ve come to know… is that we’re all struggling. And if we continue to struggle in the dark, we will never heal. So with this in mind, I beg the question: How will we choose to move forward?

Are you willing to be honest? Are you willing to return to nothing? and are you willing to be wrong? Are you willing to let all of your constructs fail… to begin at ground zero again, no matter how far along you are in life, welcoming the winter to see the spring? Are you willing to revisit all you’ve learned to say and believe with the courage to ask yourself, “Might there be a better way?”

What a vulnerable and beautiful place to be. As I type these last words, I am praying. That having read this you might not feel so alone in your journey upward… and that somehow you might have found enough courage to begin again.

Spring Shows


Hey everyone! I’m playing a couple places throughout the spring. Some new places and some familiar ones. If you are around these places, come on through and bring a friend! Here’s where you can find me singing my songs over the next couple months! I’m excited to play more.

3/21 - Jams For Justice at Legion Field (UGA)

3/22 - Backyard Boogie (Athens)

3/28 - Emma’s House Show (Dahlonega) *message for details

3/29 - Tour Stop UGA: Branding Panel Guest (I'm speaking at this one!)

4/5 - Hydrolove Concert @ The Pit Barn

4/19 - The Chapel (Sheffield, AL)

New Show Announced! Caledonia Lounge (Athens, GA) - Feb 21


YES YES YES. Here we go! I am excited to announce that I will be playing a FULL band show in February. Joining be on this bill will be my good friends Zac Crook and Conner Brooke, who are both doing incredible things. I am really looking forward to working through new material with the band and playing my original music again.

Thursday, Feb. 21. Doors at 8PM, Show at 9PM.

Tickets are on sale now and you should buy them in advance! Maybe we can pack this thing out. Tickets are here!

"Let You In" - Live In Portland Released!

Last week I got to travel some and met up with my best bud Bobby in Portland. He was kind enough to sing this song with me in the coffee shop that Bess (Bobby’s wife) works at. It was such a special time to hang and reconnect and play some music together. No fancy mics or anything, just for fun. Hope yall like it!

Album Process Videos - Recording in Knoxville!

OK! Got to record with some of my favorite musicians in the world! Here are a couple of recap videos from studio time in Knoxville working on the new record with Will Reagan and Brandon Hampton. Love these guys, and had such a great time. Special thanks to Gray Hauser for making these videos!

"TECTONIC MOVEMENT" - Never A Waste (Update #3)


The following is an account of the previous two days spent tracking in Knoxville with Will Reagan and Brandon Hampton - as best as I can remember. We worked on two of the new songs that are going to be on the album, one being “My Time Will Come” and the other “Never A Waste,” the title track of the record. I am still trying to process everything that transpired in those two days in eastern Tennessee, as I feel the depth and worth of what the experience was cannot be contained in words - much less written. I am trying desperately to remember and document each moment of the trip, because I think, and can only guess, that these two days will live on in my life forever as one of the most critical moments in my history. No pressure, haha. So here, the account:


Gray and I leave Athens around 6pm on the evening of Wednesday, 11/28. I am extremely caffeinated because the heater in our house is broken so I’ve spent the better part of the day hopping around to different coffee shops in town, where I buy a drink at each place because I feel bad using the WIFI without ordering anything. I have two coffees and a hot chocolate - and that amount of hot excited drink goes a long way for my bamboo-shoot build. I play Fortnite at Gray’s house before we leave because quite frankly, I miss having it. But I’m thankful the temptation doesn’t live in my own living room anymore. I get so much more done now! I get killed really fast because I’m more garbage now than I ever have been. After the five second silence and deep passing anger that takes place after each and every Fortnite failure, we hit the road. I’m so glad Gray is on this trip. He is one of the most special people I know, and is truly a salty man in the biblical sense. He brings flavor to any place he is in. Gray is joining us this weekend to film some footage of the studio process and how these songs grow and take shape.

Gray and I stop at Upbeet in Atlanta for the most coveted Aloha Bowl, and then we pick up Abe Choi. Abe Choi is about 2,000 years old in our estimation, but looks about 27. I met Abe in Nashville through Common Hymnal, and I’m so glad to have someone in that group so close by. Abe is interested in life itself, and everything it contains, and while he works in software (I think?) he values art and the creative process so much and sees life in a beautiful way - it’s contagious and inspiring. Abe is along for the ride, just to support and hang out and shed knowledge about literally any interesting thing that has ever happened or is currently happening.

We roll into Knoxville around 11PM and meet Will at the apartment where we will be staying. The plumbing is broke so we decide to stay at Will’s house in his basement. The crew meets up with Brandon at our guilty pleasure, the Jig & Reel in downtown Knoxville, which boasts “one of” the largest selections of Scotch in the world. We catch up, grab some grub, and head to Wills house to get a good night’s rest - for the next day, we begin recording.


We wake up and head to the studio. Will was kind enough to have the new studio ready to record for these could songs. It’s impossible to express how much of an honor it was to be the first artist to record in the new studio. It was beautiful. magical. impossible to understand the meaning of. Going into this weekend, I was so nervous. I even felt self-conscious around Will and Brandon, like I was being super careful of what to say or do. Nervous energy. I think it’s because I respect their work so much and feel so honored that they would even agree to work with me and I put a lot of pressure on myself to not let them down. I felt like a kid in high school trying to make the jump from JV to Varsity.


One thing that I realized immediately was that the pace was going to be different. One of the appeals of working with another producer, for me, was to be able to be submerged in someone else’s creative process - to get out of my own pathways and ruts and to be challenged. Something that I appreciated was how Will took his time and allowed his curiosity to guide him in the recording. It’s easy to get wrapped up in efficiency and to ignore the pull to wander and explore, and that’s something that I was challenged to do by observing him. After all, making music is a creative and organic process, so it’s ok to go a little slower and try a bunch of things that don’t work. We would spend hours moving microphones, trying different settings, moving rooms, trying different guitars, and manipulating sounds - all to learn, explore and experience the expression in the music. We would create, mix, and track along the way as if each step of the process would grow and inspire the next idea. I enjoyed working this way and it challenged to me shift some of my own approach to producing.

We begin recording “My Time Will Come.” After determining the tempo and direction, we decide that a live performance of the song would communicate best, as it has a lot of feeling. So I perform the song live singing and playing at the same time. Will uses some incredible vintage microphones to record it, including a Neumann U67 and a RCA 44. The room sounds killer and acted, in this particular case, as a reverb that we were able to tuck under everything. Then, Brandon laid done some incredible lead acoustic parts and tracked the hook of the song, which is a repeated riff that loops over the chord changes that I do on the original guitar. We played with pitching sounds up and down, throwing guitar lines into funky plugins and delays, and in the end had a really textural and unique sounding guitar line. I can’t share too many of the chef’s secrets here, but man was it saucy. The song took an incredible shape that our collaboration was able to pull out of it. Will, Brandon, and my vision joined to make something none of us could have made on our own. Will and I ended up layering some background vocals to create a makeshift choir that helped lift and push the chorus along. We worked through lunch and ended up going to Barley’s to snag a plate of their legendary chicken fingers, officially dubbed “fingies.” I bypassed the fingies and shared a delicious pizza with Gray. But man… did those fingies look both delicious and deadly in every sense of the word. We return to the studio after eating Fingies and continue to layer and explore. We are all zonked by the end of day 1 and return to the house and are in bed before midnight.



In my experience, no longer how many days of recording there are in a row… start times and general urgency to work always diminishes at an exponential rate as a session goes on. So, even though we were only recording for 2 days, the second day was the last and therefore we acted the same as a group of artists might act at the end of a 5 day recording. Will asks me what time we should get going and I shrug, “10?” So, we get a great nights sleep and head to breakfast at my favorite spot, Olli Bea’s, which serves up some delicious breakfast. I don’t think we even got to the studio until noon. I loved the pace though. It was refreshing to just enjoy relationship and enjoy sluggin’ along and easing into create-mode.

On the second day, we took a crack at “Never A Waste,” the title track to the album. The challenges of this song turned out to be its length and its dynamics. I was so used to playing it with just me and the guitar that I tried to filled every space in the arrangement with playing. But what I feel like I was able to grow in was the ability to restrain and leave more space. To not overplay and to let some moments rest and breathe. Just as with the first song, we spent a good chunk of time dissecting the song and finding the right tempo, feel, and arrangement. I had an idea of adding some sort of heart beat kick drum sound, which Will suggested we create by softly tapping the bridge of the guitar. It was so cool, I love when that happens. We were able to record and manipulate me hitting the guitar and create a sound that sounded like a pulsing drum beat. We later recorded Brandon and myself slapping our knees to create a backbeat. So, that’s how the percussion was created. After a few hours of layering and tracking some acoustic guitars, Brandon laid down an incredible harmonic acoustic guitar line. I was amazed at how Will interpreted certain sounds and was able to manipulate and morph audio into something completely different. We ended up reversing certain guitar chords and forming them into a swirling, evolving pad that helped lift and lower certain parts of the song. I was so inspired. Things are coming along.

After a late afternoon hot Tamale lunch and an additional coffee break, we return to the studio for the last leg. I don’t know where time went in that space because before we knew it, it was almost 9 oclock. The last thing we did was the main vocal. The performance of a vocal can make or break how it feels. When music moves us, it’s not cause it’s perfect, it’s because it’s real. The reason songs take you to a certain place is due to its humanness and its communication. All music is, in essence, is communication. So, I’m learning, that the more vulnerable and myself I can be, the more that people will be able to connect with what I’m trying to say. It’s not just what you say, it’s how you say it. I think with music, especially in today’s day, there is a tendency to make things too perfect. We have the technology to correct, autotune, fatten, and virtually eliminate all mistakes and dynamics, but when we do that, we kill the humanness of the music. Something I was stretched in when singing “Never A Waste” was to let go and sing with my heart, not worrying about singing perfectly. Will was able to pull so much out of me and give me a runway to be myself and dig deep into what was inside me. I am so excited about how the song is sounding. I can’t wait to continues working on it!

tectonic movement

Here’s my extra credit. It’s incredibly difficult for me to even understand, much less communicate. But how I view November 29 and 30th of 2018 can be best be described as the slow convergence of deep tectonic plates, that have been in motion since the beginning of time, going in a specific direction, destined to meet and shift our landscape from the inside out. The coincidences are far too specific to ignore. There is a plan that has been set in motion for my whole life and just when I began to believe I was drifting aimlessly in the dark, God opened and door and reminded be of his incredible intentionality.Plates began to meet and form something. The extra credit is this: the present always feels normal, shallow, and stagnant. We are unable to see beneath the surface in our every day lives. Our perspective is limited by our humanness and unbelief. But, our history will reveal the depth of what God was doing beyond what we could see in our small moments. I don’t know why its designed this way, or what this means exactly, but I think my response is simply to live in faithfulness. We are tempted to live in fantasy about our lives, like it should be marvelous and speculator and shiny - but everything in history that we perceive as a “big” moment was actually someone’s everyday, simple, life. We do not know the extent of our influence every day - good or bad. We do not understand the tectonic movement of our lives - how things converge inches at a time in a specific direction. But history will reveal our faithfulness. Will our plates converge to form mountains or valleys? Will how we lives our lives in the most minute areas compound to create a marvelous landscape or a sunken hole? How are we holding our days?

History will reveal the authenticity, love, and care that we plant in the Earth every day.

Do you care for the life that you’ve been given? Do you live on purpose or on accident?

Do you believe that things are happening for a reason? Are you persevering? Are you hoping?

Are you faithful in the dark?

History will tell us later on.