Recently Listened To
When Camaron was born she was about the size of a glass mustard jar. Small enough that her proud father actually carried her home in his front shirt pocket that first afternoon, as he sang out to the world to share the news of her arrival. Fortunately for us all, the close proximity of Camaron’s teeny-tiny ears to her father’s resonating chest left her with a strong association between music and happiness (and a notably unusual appreciation of pockets). As she grew, she began vibrating her own vocal chords to recreate that feeling of belonging. She hopes, as you listen now, you can feel it too.