“Since I first dove into this business at the age of ten, I’ve been told over and over to find my voice. To change this or that about myself. To look for the style or the angle that will make me stand out. To change this or that in order to be appealing. And you know what I just realized? What took me years to realize? I don’t have to change anything. My voice? That is my voice. Who I am? It’s who I am. My style? Is whatever I am moved to write, to sing, to wear. And even more important. I don’t need to change anything or do anything to become myself because I am myself. I am fiery. I’m vulnerable. I’m confident. And I’m broken. I’m hopeless and I’m hopeful. I am a woman. I am a girl. I am enough. So...to any of you out there who have been told you need to change in order to be interesting, to be successful, to be unique...I’ve got two words for you to repeat to yourself “F!#k ‘em.” The only person like you is you. And it’s enough. Just Be you. Or you’ll waste many years trying to find you when it’s been right there all along.” 

For as long as I can remember, music has been my life. If I wasn’t singing, I was listening to music. As a baby, I would raise my finger and if my family didn't start singing something, I would have a meltdown. By the age of five, I was telling everyone that I was going to be a singer and an actress. Around that time, a friend played me a cassette of Judy Garland singing. While kids my age were growing up in the 90s, I was in a time warp, spending hours singing romantic tunes from the 1930s and 1940s in the recording booth of my dad's studio, Glasswing Studios. If I wasn't rehearsing for a theatrical production, I was sitting at the upright piano in our crowded living room studying Gershwin tunes or writing my own songs. 

About a decade later, I put together "First Flight" which was a compilation of original songs reminiscent of those classic, romantic jazz tunes of the Judy Garland era. Next, I made an album called "Drifter" which ultimately led to my first recording contract with Island Records. "Drifter" reflected newer influences that I picked up as I became a surfer and traveling musician. At the time, I decided to release my lighthearted tunes and to put my darker, jazz influenced ones on the back-burner. As a result, I got the opportunity to write, arrange, and produce two award winning, Top 40 albums, "Sunseed," and "When The Bird Became A Book," with my dad Richard Sales and tour all across North America, Japan and Australia. It was a dream come true to share my love for music and perform with wonderful and talented artists like Ben Harper, Jack Johnson, G. Love and others. 

After touring for some time, I was ready to get started on my next album. This time, I wanted to revisit my original musical passion for singing romantic, emotive piano songs. But Island didn't agree. They thought it was too big of a jump and that people wouldn't get it. They told me to stick with what worked in the past. But I followed my heart and stuck to my guns. 

In 2014, I began recording my third album and I signed with Verve Records in 2016. “The Misadventures” was finished in Spring of 2016.... but no one ever got to hear it. In a six month span, the major label machine with its countless revolving doors of record executives, gobbled up seven years worth of everything that I put into this album. Not because they didn't like it, but because my entire team at Verve was ushered out, "Misadventures" along with them. And this wasn't just any album. It was the album that I was afraid to put out because they told me it wouldn't make sense. It was the album that I pursued even though they told me I shouldn't. It was the album that cut deepest to my core; the music that has been screaming, "LET ME OUT" since I was five years old. This was the album that my heart pleads to sing, but had been constantly told to wait. 

To this day, “The Misadventures” remains lost in oblivion, shelved in the major label's archives, making the album title heartbreakingly apt and ironically accurate. 

Needless to say, I am not giving up. But it has been a rough ride. Since the devastation of "The Misadventures" I looked through my treasure chest of songs and began working on the ones that stirred my heart to love again. Whenever I became paralyzed by the crushing pain of hopelessness and rejection, I listened to these tunes as medicine. Like a magic blanket, I wrapped myself in their melodies and sang myself through the pain. They warmed me with sweet memories and revived my courage to create. The next thing I knew, I was back in the studio working on the fourth album, “RICOCHET.