I’ve been pretty quiet over here, tucked as I am in my life with all it’s ins and outs and comings and goings, but that doesn’t mean things aren’t metamorphing under this bundle of silence. While I’ve been focused a lot on Firebird these past couple years, it has felt important for me to continue with my own solo project. Releasing Symphony of Sorrow was just the beginning of that.
There’s no doubt that this album is kinda a selfish endeavour. The end of my previous project, and that relationship, was one of the most difficult things I’ve been through. This album has a lot of songs on it that were Heartwood songs (written by me, performed by Heartwood), but now reclaimed my way. The HW album that never came to be had some good songs on it and I am reticent to let them go just because that project didn’t work out. And so I find myself back in the studio with Corwin, getting some previously recorded tracks back from JC and reclaiming, in a personal way, some of this material.

A couple kind of wild things have happened during this process. One was when I went to Creative BC music grant seminar in Nanaimo. I hadn’t had plans of writing another grant (being gun-shy of my last experience) but something propelled me to just go. Maybe it was because it was being facilitated by the fellow who had seen HW through our last grant (and epic album fail). Subconsciously maybe I wanted to meet him in person, face him and put some closure to that experience. And when I finally mustered the courage to introduce myself, his recognition, kindness, enthusiasm ad reassurance was almost staggering. He said that that HW experience had created some artist-friendly policy changes within Creative BC, that he often thought of us and he knew all about my other project. He encouraged me to seek another grant to help complete my new solo album. The whole conversation brought us so much emotion- relief and grief mostly- that I had to cry in my car for a good while before driving home. It took a few days to let it really sink in and process. Ultimately that was a profound interaction that really encouraged me to proceed.
The second wild thing that happened was more recently. Corwin sent a few tracks that he had added parts onto. I didn’t know what to expect when I put the headphones on and pressed play. What I experienced was Corwin’s voice singing harmony on HW songs. Songs that were always very much attached to JC’s voice. Corwin had learned all the words by ear, and his gentle, soothing voice felt like a balm to my soul. It sounds cliche to say it that way but it’s honestly the best way to put it! Maybe it’s because I love and trust Corwin so much, it felt like a hug that he had learned it all, sung it with such tenderness, and, in a way, replaced JC’s voice in a way that felt, again, like a re-claim.
It’s hard to adequately express these feelings, and I don’t mean to disrepect the incredible work and voice of JC, who was my co-creator and co-conspirator for 4 years. He sunk an enormous amount of time and love into my songs. But reclaiming these songs, and, in a way, that part of my life, has felt like a vital thing to proceed with the ongoing task of shedding. I’m still a bit of a pupus but I can feel the wings beginning to stretch, and the chrysalis is starting to crack.











Except for the odd show here and there, this fall is pretty quiet music-wise. I still feel extremely busy though- the winery (






