Dancing A Circle
I’m beginning to think that healing
is the time it takes for what is false
to become true again; for the circle of fear to dance the circumference of its own body and discover grace and worthiness in the process.
Today my album, “The Confidence of Birds” is officially out on all streaming platforms and available for order online in my bio. this is a project that I abandoned in the midst of life happening in unexpected ways.
These last 12 months have humbled me. I have watched death and loss come for those I love most, witnessing some return to tell the tale and others pass on. In the midst of this, my music, and the life I was building around it...of performance, photos and followers...felt so so small and insufficient to hold the truth of what was before me. And in this way, I chose to put down my instruments, rest my voice, and let that dream die a little, quietly praying that something bigger could be born in its wake.
But even still, music came to me.
It came through songs at the hospital bed of someone I love, quietly urging them to choose life. Music came through me, at the funeral of my young cousin whose death rocked our family. Music comes to me on mornings when no one is watching. And each time it showed me that though I may have abandoned it, I was never abandoned.
And so it is. I have this gift. this album. Late. Imperfect. but well loved. It holds the fullness of all I wanted to share with you and the space of all I did not know how. I think it’s beautiful. It was mine. and now it’s yours. It’s an artifact of my spirit, evidence of my joy and a gentle reminder that by breath or blood, by beauty or love, we Just. Keep. Singing.
I dedicate this project to the memory of my cousin Michael McClaurin, whose generous spirit left us too soon, and to Ermias Asghedom @nipseyhussle, an artist and activist who was raised, devoted to, and recently murdered in, a neighborhood that I use to live and love. We can find no reason that the world should be robbed of your irreplaceable beauty, but we will make meaning and magic out of your memory. Until forever. Rest In Peace, Kings. Black Boy Fly.
original album art @frankmoth