A freelance music journalist bouncing between Miami and New York. Fluent in English, entertained by my own ADD, and capable of identifying all Yankee Candles by scent, it's rumored that I abstain from sleep and survive from show to show solely on coffee and Krispy Kreme. I prefer to work myself up and write exaggerated, emotional responses to the songs I wake up humming. You're welcome!
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