Inhale. Exhale. All Hail (My Baby).

My first song!

TLDR: Transcendental sex experience makin all my multiple personalities sing.

This is extremely vulnerable, but I’m fucking sending it.

I’ve always made up songs, and after a lifetime of beating around the proverbial bush, I’m ready to admit— songs make up ME, too.

I’ve been working on this one poem for WEEKS. It wasn’t landing right in my body, so I decided to try singing it to different instrumentals, and that was a full body YES AND from me, dog.

The poem still isn’t done (it’s going to wind up being some sort of epic audience participation, collective song-worship style, so fucking glorious, I can’t wait), but these rough drafts are great indicators of where I’m at.

And let’s be honest: sometimes we like it rough.

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I started taking requests for genres from friends, which is how I arrived at these.

Below are:

1. SOUL-FUNK (amen hallelujah) (free for all)

2. Indie-Acoustic (so tender) (paid subscribers)

3. Lady Frank Ocean (niche but I nailed it) (paid subscribers)

I AM in fact taking more requests from subscribing Musers until this poem-song is DONE. Will keep you all updated on the process.

Okay here we groove!

Funk Version: