Wrong Page

Wrong Page

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In the summer of 2022, living in a small apartment in the Northern Italian city of Milan, I purchased a guitar for 50 euros and a small notebook at the local shop. Writing songs in the impulsive weather of a European summer, I began compiling the ideas that would later become a 5-song EP called Wrong Page. I can still remember the playing my guitar on the damp wooden floor of the small studio, with a pot of LIDL pasta to my left.

When I came back to New York in September, I got a hold of Satchel Moore and asked if he wanted to produce and play guitar on some songs. After our first session, I’ve wanted him on everything. Those guitar figures and mixing solidified the drama and energy that work in vodka on the table. His warmth and melodic intuition gave don’t say it the depth it was missing in my Milanese apartment. I have to shout out the haunting synth patch he casually pulled out for locomotive spaces, the fan favorite. Recording wrong page, I will never forget—I couldn’t stop laughing in amazement at how good Satchel was on the drums. I had no idea.

This collection is a love letter to the place where it was captured, my 18 and 19-year-old confrontation with profundity, and the way I wanted to say it all.

Below, what we filmed to capture Wrong Page. I had the pleasure of working with the immense, immense talent in our Columbia film world, Brooke Toomey, who brought my eclectic vision of doing a dorm room concert to life in wrong page, live.