i’ve never met anyone who so singularly communicates the pulse of life through sound quite like my husband. sound is his primary language. music notes are the words with which he speaks.

asking for money feels pedantic. asking for help restoring this husband and father and artists’ ability to speak, to channel beauty and pain and love and transcend darkness — that i can get behind.

thank you for your dollars, your used instruments, your anything that makes music. thank you for helping me show him his artistic career is far from over. no no. it’s just yet begun.

in light

jess