All The Paper People is out now. 5 songs, 1 EP. 5/1/2026. It’s really hard to even begin to describe what this project means to me, but I’ll try. For the past 4 years, I’ve been away from home, Georgia, finding myself in Michigan and New York and everywhere in between. What I found was a passion for telling stories about childhood, love, and traveling. I’ve channeled all my firsts into these 5 songs. First trip, first kiss, first fight, first friends, I wrote it all down and it became this EP. I feel older now, distanced from a lot of those amateur feelings. On Sunday, I’ll turn 20 years old. It feels right—letting all these firsts go for the promise of new ones. Thank you for taking them.
Every lyric and sound you hear on this project would cease to exist without the friendship, collaboration, and support I’ve found over these 4 years. Thank you to my co-producer and beautiful friend, Jorge Gonzalez (
@jorgegdiez ), who was with me every step of the way. Thank you to my love Ethan Hanzlik (
@ethanhanzlik ), who not only inspired a lot of this writing, but brought tracks to life with his playing. Thank you to all my best friends, from Interlochen to New York, who bring me joy and comfort daily. Thank you to everyone who played on this record— Logan Zaud (
@loganzaudmusic ) Gus Ralston (
@gusralston ), Ruby Chaffer (
@ruby.chaffer ), Mercer Meeks (
@mercer.meeks ), Reese Poole (
@reesepoole3310 ), Declan Scully (
@g0ldich0ps ), Sebastian Dalisay-Hockett (
@sebastianjdalisay ), Hayes Ji (
@h4y35j ), Rob Mounsey & his string quartet. Thank you to Lanham Scofield (
@lanham_scofield ) who mixed “Counterfeit” with me, Arthur Caplan (
@artclass.mp3 ), Ezra Bennett (
@ezramemphis ), and Théo Quayle (
@theo.quayle ) for their flawless mastering. Finally, thank you to my family, who have not only supported me & my art through these 4 years, but through all 20. I love you.
If you’ve read this far, it’s probably taken longer than listening to the EP does lol. Take 13 minutes today, this week, this summer and listen to what we’ve made.
Now I know what love looks like and it’s not the kind of paper that’s see through.