THE MUSIC STARTED
IN A COLD ROOM
WITH NO LIGHT.
PLAYING PIANO AND PRACTICING SINGING AT AGE 6 WAITING FOR A DINNER THAT NEVER CAME, NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, WAS WHERE I FOUND MY SOUL.
Living in poverty in a house of addiction, I felt scared and invisible. I’m not ashamed to say that playing music was my best chance of feeling seen.
My dad raised me single handed after that – and despite not having much money, we’d always have our memories. Old video tapes still loom at family gatherings showing me on my makeshift “Stars in their eyes” stage singing the latest S Club 7 tune! Later, cooking to ska in the kitchen and spending weekends on the back of his Vespa driving across the country, then listening to old soul music outside a tent all weekend, became my happy place.
Fast forward to my teens and I knew that my dreams of making it in the music industry weren’t going to be handed to me – we are the creators of our own lives. I wrote songs, used all my cash from my Saturday job to book a recording studio, and recorded my first demos to sell to my mates at school. Music videos filmed after class found their way onto YouTube and I started gigging on the pub and club scene.
But the fear kept creeping in. With every big move imposter syndrome and feelings of “They’ll laugh because I’m not good enough” got louder and I got used to the fact that “it gets easier” is a lie. We need our tribe, our supporters. Investing in a coach in 2019 helped me realise it’s okay to ask for help.
NOW, I’M MAKING BIGGER
MOVES AND TAKING MY
CLIENTS WITH ME.