Ground Roads

Ground Roads started as a voice memo on my phone somewhere outside Mazatlán. I'd been driving for six hours and pulled over because the light on the mountains looked like it was announcing something, and I wanted to capture the feeling before it passed. That memo became the seed of "Open."

The rest of the album followed over four months of driving and stopping — studio sessions in Guadalajara, a piano I rented by the hour in Mexico City, a ten-string guitar I borrowed from a luthier named Rodrigo in Analco. The unifying thread is the road itself: not as metaphor, but as material. You can hear the car in some of these tracks if you listen for it.

I didn't set out to make an album about movement. I set out to document what I was living, and what I was living was the practice of being in between — between places, between projects, between who I thought I was and who the road was making me. Ground Roads is that document.