Bryce Drew

And, quite honestly, would it really be mine? I would make no sense. My purpose has always been music. It has always been to sing. First it was the Norah Jones, Sheryl Crow, Shania Twain. I'd bring my CDs to school and beg the teachers to play them during class. I was the impatient kid jealous of all the first graders who were old enough to join the choir, and, oh, when that opportunity came, you bet ya I was at the front of the audition line. Choir was my first chance to make it to the stage. I took it and ran and quickly found myself diving deep into classical and musical theatre. As much as I loved being a part of all of that, it didn't ever feel like my musical place. While everyone around me was dreaming of Opera Houses and Broadway, I was envisioning Radio City Music Hall. For me, it was Lauryn Hill, Sara Bareilles, Adele, Joni Mitchell... The singers. The storytellers. My purpose. Many guess that guitar has been a part of me for that long too, but here's the true story:

I was given a guitar for my 15th birthday and it hurt my fingers to play so bad that I kept it under my bed for an entire year. Annnnnd then came 16. One of the most monumental years of my life, heavy with loss and change and growing up. I got hit by it all enough to want - to need - to say something. I pulled that guitar out from under the bed, dusted it off, and, this time, it didn't bring me pain. It brought me healing. It brought me my first song and opened the door to the world where I find the greatest sense of belonging. My guitar will never see the bottom of a bed again. I spent the next few years writing, playing live, and making singer/songwriter friends through YouTube. Before I knew it, I was leaving my hometown of Miami, Florida to study songwriting at Belmont University in Nashville, where I met some of the most incredible mentors and collaborators. It wasn't just the school. If you know Nashville, you know that that town is a songwriting university in itself. I couldn't have asked for a better place to focus on my craft and grow as a writer. Four years later, I was on a writing trip to LA when I found myself at Greg Wells' studio playing some songs... he immediately asked me where my record was. Fast forward a few months and I am living in California and we are making just that:

MY RECORD. These songs are my discoveries. My moments of life realizations. They opened my mind in creating them and it is my hope in sharing them that they will go on to open the minds of those who listen. This is a voice for the introspective. For those who have a strong sense of self. For the gut-trusters, the proudly independent, and the curious. Thank you for being patient with me. I can't wait until it is yours. xo,

bryce drew