There are many ways in which you can remember San Francisco - and this is one of mine - after a year of isolation, i’m drunk in an Uber having an intimate conversation about the future with a friend after irish goodbye’ing a house party. As we talk about our hazy futures he says something i am taken aback by:
“You know what you’re going to do, you’re an artist”
And hours later i’m still thinking of that, it’s weird to try to accept an identity you’ve built over years but never embraced. There’s something loaded about that term that’ll take a whole lot of introspection to figure out. As i do that, i’ve just realized that my first EP under the guise of Desert Elf has gone live on streaming services a little earlier than expected, some coincidence eh? I’ll do a breakdown of the process and music soon.
I’m going to just process this for a bit - because this is very surreal for me, and i wanted to share this with all of you as i do that.
This is me, being an artist.
For all the innumerable reasons thank you, everyone.
Harshyt Goel