Some cities have no equal. They stand alone, suspended by romanticized reputations built of cinematic allure. Even people who have never seen a map somehow have visions of these cities in their mind. Paris is such a place.
I've lived in Brooklyn, worked in Manhattan, rarely been to Queens, coasted through the Bronx, and touched my toes on Staten Island. I've had one experience of the city, and it is hardly representative. But it is still authentic.
If you’ll indulge me, I’m going to take another look back at my project, this time through song.
In my lowest times, I've always turned to music. It lifts me up, consoles me, gives me perspective, and it often articulates my emotions better than I can. On at least one occasion, it has literally saved my life.
Chapter VI: I arrived in Nashville defeated. I had crawled through San Francisco and Chicago amidst the worst of the Great Recession and come out the other side, officially in the latter half of 10 Cities/10 Years; I was drained, bitter, and ready to give up.
Chapter II: I chose Philadelphia for my second year specifically so I could push myself, test my mettle. In that sense, it fulfilled every expectation.
Prologue: I was dating a girl named Destiny.