Music is transportive. As transportive as memories of my childhood that I get from looking at photo albums. Somehow theres a glimpse of that moment in time recorded in my brain every time I flip through a photo album. It transports me there in an instant. When I listen to songs that I once listened to throughout my childhood; immediately for a few short seconds I get transported back to the moment when I first listened to it, or it reminds me of the time when I was listening to it a lot. It’s as powerful as scent. I learned that music does that too. On making music, it’s somehow similar, yet different. This album is personal for me. There’s nothing more to it. They say your first album can take years, or maybe even a lifetime to write. For me, this album is exactly that. Sewing all my past time memories together and wanting to pass down stories in just 30 minutes for myself and others like me. Others who want to get transported elsewhere when they listen to music