For a year that included me having to fight multiple tech companies in and out of the press for protecting trolls and profiting off of abuse, a full blown RV manufacturing scandal and international media tour that I inexplicably found myself at the center of as a RoadTrek owner, and a major integration back into society after 9 months of off-grid misadventuring at the beach, I love that my 2019 still somehow managed to be all about pop stars, very pretty clothes, building rad shit with my favorite people, responding to hate by going punk on systems change, having my songs somehow make their way into the mainstream, signing to a new label, and the beauty of nature in spite of it all.

If you’re reading this, fuck yes. I love you. Thanks for being here. 🖤

Up early working on a bunch of advocacy stuff for Portugal. The Man. I love every single thing this band stands for, and each hour I get to spend working with them feels like time well spent.

I think about this Fred Rogers quote a lot: “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’”

For me and so many of you, the news has never been scarier — but I also find myself surrounded by helpers, and embraced by people who care enough to actually do the hard work it takes to make change happen.

Thank you to the best band in the world. This is fucking beautiful. 🖤

#TeamPTM

(Band pic by Maclay Heriot)