My second album “Dashing” is out now. It’s a sexy, imperfect record that I’m very proud of. When I did the first one, “Charming,” I experienced so much imposter syndrome. I didn’t want people to think that I took myself too seriously, nor did I want my vocal inability to be a laughing matter for naysayers. When I put it out, my family and friends were impressed with my skills and vulnerability. They appreciated the fact that I was able to craft these songs, and then to put

I was cleaning up my table and saw a sticker sitting on there. As a goer-to-events, gimme-your-sticker type of guy, I figured it’ll go in the drawer with the other one-off stickers of real people with real stories and real interactions that I look back on in a year and say “ohhhh yeah” or completely forget. I picked it up and saw a rat on it. (Like, the design of a rat on the sticker. Not a real-life rat). The sticker says “See you next Tuesday.” With a rat on it. I immedia