2016

I’m sitting in at the soundboard next to one of my producers, Tyler, and watching as he experiments with some sound on my song Carolina. “Yeah, I like that,” I nod at one particular sound slice he plays. “Yeah? That can be the baseline,” he nods, typing something on his computer and saving the sample.

“Hey Harry,” my manager Jeff walks in our studio room, setting his bag down on the sofa. I nod at him, then notice you trailing behind him. “Who’s this?” I ask, my eyes scanning you.