The History

The history of Mimes is long and treacherous. Not really, but that sounded slightly more thrilling than how it actually started. 

Following years of living in different states, Matt and I decided that since we were both permanently back in town again that we should mess around in the home studio and see what happens. 

The result was fantastic. We write songs in ways that challenge one another. It was always a friendly competition. I know that I admired and likened us in my mind to the John and Paul dynamic (oh how original - I know). We grew up a few years apart. Matt really schooled me on song writing. I owe him a great appreciation. Without his guidance and friendship, I never would have learned to write songs with intentionality and boundary pushing the way that I did. 

By the time Mimes was first conceived in 2017, we’d already written and recorded enough demos to fill a double album. 

I liked the absurdity of a mime not only speaking, but rapping. I further amused myself imagining Mimes and rappers rhythmically moving their hands and bodies to music - gesticulating and acting out the lyrics (sorry for the big word, but it’s kind of the exact one I need to use). 

The world changed for the worse that year. I won’t go into why on here for now, but you can likely guess the cause. Everything became a bit darker. Suddenly a Mime speaking out because they had to was a more serious idea. When it seemingly doesn’t matter how we act individually against the current of society, then all we have left are our words. And those should be our first, second, third, and so on choice.

Fittingly, I named our still yet-to-be-released album “Use Your Words.” 

Unfortunately, right as we had a distribution deal and were on the verge of a musical tour through the Bahamas, COVID hit, and our work completely stalled out. Society shut down.

I’ll tell you more about that later, but for now, just know that I want to thank you for reading this far. 

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