Greetings from Scotland

Hey—

I’m writing to you from the land of Scotland. If you’ve been on my list for awhile you know that my Mum lives up here, so I come to visit her often.

Last week we drove up north, then a car west, then a ferry across the sea.

I headed for the Isle of Skye. I didn’t have a real reason—just a feeling. A kind of tug in my chest that said go that way.

I brought almost nothing with me.
A secondhand nylon-string guitar from a charity shop.
A cheap vocal mic.
My laptop.
And some old questions I hadn’t looked at in a while.

Skye is quiet in the way that few places are. The kind of quiet that makes you hear yourself again.

I walked. I sat. I cooked eggs. I stared out windows.
And at some point, songs started arriving.

Not big songs. Not polished, radio-ready singles.
But little letters.

Fragments of voice and melody that helped me make sense of where I was—both geographically and emotionally.

That became Letters from Skye—a three-song EP I didn’t plan to write.

I’ll be releasing the songs on Thursday.

But if you’d like to hear them early, I’ve uploaded them to my Patreon, inside the Playback Room. You don’t have to join, but if you’re curious, you can listen here:

They’re quiet songs.
But I think they carry something. I hope they speak to you in the same way they continue to speak to me.

Thanks for reading.
Thanks for letting me send these little letters now and then.

More soon—
Roman