In the beginning, there were sleepless school nights spent searching, discovering new music. These nights manifested in an opportunity to curate, to share her discoveries through a radio station, WVUM. Three years of hosting Dead Air allowed her the time and space to explore her own aesthetic – dark voids, shimmering lights, and the sound of the space between them. As the illusion of boundaries faded, rules fell away and all that was left was this.
“Michael Myers Halloween creep meets Hal 9000 futuristic doom beats”
Miami New Times