The Breeze Manifesto…
Music isn’t just sound—it's a reflection of the absurdities, the joys, and the wild human experience we call life. That’s right, that wild, unpredictable, never-the-same-twice ride. And guess what? You—yes, you sitting there with that glorious, human soul—you are at the center of this grand, cosmic musical performance. There’s no sheet music, baby. You get to write it as you go! I want us to embrace the goofy, the zany, the exaggerated because life, too, is over-the-top.
My music is a response to the theatrics of the world. I believe in the unexpected, in bringing humor to the grandiose, in making serious art that doesn’t take itself too seriously, and I’m dead serious about this.
Rule Number One: Be Unapologetically YOU
There’s only one you in this entire universe—unless, of course, you’ve got an evil twin we haven’t met yet. Own your weirdness, your quirks, your YOU-ness. Why try to fit in when you were born to stand out like a glittery peacock in a flock of pigeons? Lean into your oddities and let them shine, baby. Life’s too short to be anybody else.
Rule Number Two: Follow the Joy
This isn’t some stuffy, “work hard, play later” nonsense. We’re talking about finding joy in the now. Find what makes your heart do jazz hands and your soul breakdance. Whether it’s writing, painting, playing the ukulele, or breakdancing while painting a ukulele—just do it!
You’ve got a spark inside you, kid! Let it ignite, let it explode like fireworks on Guy Fawkes night or, heck, a random Tuesday! Joy doesn’t need a reason—it just is. So dance with it!
Rule Number Three: Be Kind. Period.
Kindness is like... a warm cookie straight out of the oven. It’s gooey, it’s sweet, and everyone wants a piece. So spread that kindness like butter on toast—smooth and even. And don’t just save it for the people you like! No, no! Be kind to the grumpy guy at the grocery store, the kid who stole your parking spot, even that little voice in your head that says you’re not enough. Quiet it with kindness. You are more than enough, my friend. You’re a whole dang buffet!
Rule Number Four: Fail Loudly, Fail Proudly
Screw-ups? Oh, honey, they’re inevitable. But failing is where the magic happens! You’re gonna stumble, you’re gonna trip, you’re gonna fall flat on your face—and it’s gonna be glorious! You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and then you’ll learn. So go out there, make mistakes, and own them. Wear them like badges of honour!
Rule Number Five: Love Ferociously
Hold on to the people who lift you up like a buoy in a sea of chaos. Love ‘em hard! Love your family (even the weird uncle who talks to plants), your friends, and heck, love yourself! Self-love, baby, it’s not just a buzzword; it’s a survival tool. Love yourself fiercely, unapologetically, like you’re the grand prize at a nationally televised dog show—and you are!
Rule Number Six: Leave Some Magic Behind
When your curtain call comes (and it will, folks, it will), leave a little magic behind. I’m not saying you need to pull a Houdini or be remembered for your world-shattering Instagram posts. No! I’m talking about leaving kindness, joy, laughter, and maybe a little mystery. Let people say, “Who was that whirlwind of awesomeness?” and leave them guessing, just a little.