The Journey Began in October 1982, two weeks overdue to be born I was determined to be named Opal. Whatever life darkened my doorstep with, music has cast light on.

baby opal

When I was a little one I remember climbing into a tight little ball on the pillow my stepdad kept in his kick drum in the basement.

I was very angry when I no longer fit and couldn't find a solution.

Learning to play the drum kit never happened but I still love what drums to do my soul and body, don't you? Yeah, you feel it too you little weirdo. I know.

I still can't play the drums and wish to. I think it's miraculous, like knitting how y'all are counting that shit. Wild.