Apparently, we orbit around the sun every 365 days. I’m about to finish another orbit here on earth, and as I approach my birthday I’m feeling pretty damn grateful and good.

I’ve finished a new album. It’s my favorite work yet. It’s full of joy. Which means I’m full of joy. Which feels good. It’s coming out soon.

I’ve got a wonderful band of muppets around me, filling my songs with rhythms and sounds I would never imagine on my own. Which feels good.

I’ve got an incredible mate by my side. Which feels good.

I’ve got two amazing muppet dogs. Which feels good.

I’ve got a house, a car, a stovetop coffeemaker that makes good coffee, a waning summer garden that bears the scars of a high yield year, a healthy body, an awesome family, lots of butterflies in my backyard,  and I live in a city I love. Which feels good.

To summarize: I feel good. 

Now go sing some James Brown. xox