Last Halloween was hard for me. I ended up in a bathroom shaking, crying, and realizing that I wouldn’t be able to read scary stories out loud to as small of an audience as we were going to have. My agoraphobia shut me in a room, wondering to myself, ‘What if tonight was a story? What if, rather than being too afraid to perform, I was stood up?’ And so, this album was, in a way, a fantasy of what never was. Creating art from a time when I was too afraid to exist allowed me to heal from the actual moment that was. That night, I locked myself in the back office of the historical society I’m a part of, and wrote… and planned… and played around with loops and sounds. Being able to do that on my computer, when my head was buzzing, helped me heal from my agoraphobia, and the moment when I had too much stage fright to be able to read scary stories to that small audience. It woke me up. It made me realize how much my phobia was still in control of me. And so, I give to you, You Make Me Feel Like It’s Halloween.