In a world driven by financial self-preservation, truth-telling is a commercial affair. Truth, the edited version, hello.read more
There are lucky people who were raised in not-so-intellectual cultures. You can recognize them by the facial expression. Me, I went through the same grinder as most of my friends.read more
A big part of my problem is that this time around, the enemy is me.read more
Listen, baby. I’ve built a castle for you. I want you to love my castle, and I want you to love me for building it.read more
What kind of music do you play? What race are you? Who did you vote for?read more
That moment when you find yourself standing agape and alone, surrounded by a thousand commercials for designed for broken people.read more
Tessa is a strongly opinionated singer and musician living in New York. Her background is in classical piano, linguistics, computers, ethnomusicology, and Tibetan studies. She fronts Tessa Makes Love.
Robots are on her shit list, and this blog is about not taking shit from the machine.