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I’ve never believed in doing this alone. Music has always been communal for me, something shaped in rooms, not silos. Even when the spotlight lands on one voice, there are always many hands, hearts, and histories involved. Collaboration isn’t just something I value. It’s how I move through the world as an artist. What I’ve learned over the years is that my favorite collaborations are spaces where we learn and grow together. They often begin with ambition, curiosity, and a sen

My musical influences are rooted in elegance, intention, and truth. From Whitney Houston—my first teacher—to the women who showed me the power of subtlety, and the neo soul artists who helped me find myself, every era shaped how I sing, phrase, and tell stories. Jazz stretched me, groove grounded me, and lived experience taught me that soul isn’t volume—it’s honesty. All of those influences live in my music today, woven together as my voice, my lineage, and my offering.

Integration gave me freedom. My Blackness, queerness, womanhood, and artistry now move together as one.

I have been an auntie longer than I have been a recording artist, and that energy has shaped every part of my life. As the oldest of seven siblings, I grew up nurturing, guiding, and sometimes bossing, whether people asked for it or not.

I have always wanted to capture the magic of my live shows on a recording. There is something sacred about live performance. The energy...

Together, these three words are more than a mantra. They are the foundation of who I am as an independent recording artist. They remind...

What was supposed to be a quick break turned into years of silence on stage. I needed it. Burnout had caught up with me, and honestly, so had a sense of aimlessness.

I first came across the words Hartford Soul on a t-shirt my friends Lynn and Will made at Phat Butterfly. And let me tell you, it felt like divine timing. I was right in the middle of reinventing myself and trying to figure out how to define my sound. When I saw those words, they stopped me in my tracks. Hartford Soul. That was it. It felt perfect. It felt like me.