September 20th 2022

It's ok that people have completely misunderstood the point of my album. It's ok that they don't like it.
Where I begin to take issues, however, is when people make their disliking of my album a matter of culture or authencitity.
I have put more thought and work into this project than these people could ever know, they scrape the surface
of my themes for superficial criticisms and then have the nerve to say things like "it is lost in translation" or
"the passion is obviously there, it just comes across as a superficial impersonation." You don't even know what this
album is about in the first place. Your critical media analysis begins and ends with the title of the album and a quick
glance through the lyrical content. But none of these people when they engage with my album critically dare to touch any
of the album which is not historical, but is instead about me, about nearly dying, about transitioning, about discovering
myself. They don't stop and think; the tagline "a story of two halves told in three parts about one People shattered into seven
and one Person taping themselves back together" wasn't chosen haphazardly. The release date wasn't chosen haphazardly. The lyrical
content wasn't chosen haphazardly. I don't want to hear claims of impersonation when these people cannot even bother to contemplate
about what is really being said. Instead, they pontificate amongst themselves, poking fun until it's time to move on. None of these
people ever bother to engage in a conversation with me, because they know they're in the wrong at the end of the day.
These people could never begin to comprehend the care and passion that went behind every single thought going into this project &
they either do not anticipate or fear vulnerability and authencitity in music. And in this regard, they simply prove a huge facet of
my album correct. With time, these people will become more and more of a minority. Eventually, its time will come. It's just unfortunate
to see something I put every fiber of my being into be discarded like this. They are not ready, and that is ok.
I know what I have, I know what I made, I know what it's worth. It is not my fault many are too stupid to see it. They lack empathy
and despite an outward dogmatism, see music as nothing more than entertainment for their consumption and discardment.
Listen, rate, move on. Listen, rate, move on.