About Me
Dear Reader,
North Carolina raised me. Tennessee gave me my voice. Somewhere in between, I picked up a habit of turning everything I feel into a song, mostly because saying it out loud has never exactly been my strong suit.
As a famously mischaracterized lover boy 🙄, I write for the parts of love we forget somewhere between the broken windows, sugar-filled gas tanks, and late-night TED Talks about everything that went sideways.
What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic trapped in the psych--... I mean, the basement of the Heartbreak Hotel.
Raspy rock, sultry R&B, a little classical polish I can't quite shake. Sometimes it's sour. Sometimes it's sweet. And usually, I'm gone. But somewhere in between you'll find the pretty parts, obviously, but idk I'd say the messy bits have the best flavor.
My Dark. Twisted Valentine was me leaving my diary open and hoping nobody read too closely. Since then, I've kept making music for my fellow romantics. The overthinkers. The ones awake after dusk, stuck replaying last week's conversation, fighting every urge to turn a bad decision into one hell of a story.
So welcome to my pocket universe: a place where you can be soft without apologizing. Dramatic without explaining. A little lost (cuz we can be found later pfft). A little in love, or a lot 🤷♀️. Completely yourself.
If you found me at 2am, welcome. If a friend put you on, I'm glad you made it.
Stay awhile.
Sincerely,
Gemïny