Green Room 42 - 7.23.25
I still have a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that anyone out there wants to listen to the weird little songs I write. And the fact that people…like real, actual humans with better things to do…want to sing and perform them? That’s galaxy-brain level surreal.
I’ve spent so much of my life trying to keep my ego in check that I ended up swinging way too far in the other direction and built myself a pretty sturdy fortress of imposter syndrome. Like, who the hell am I to ask people to stop scrolling, stop stressing, stop living for five minutes just to hear what I pulled out of my heart and threw onto the page?
But that’s the wild truth of this work. Writing music, telling stories, creating theater is inherently egotistical. You dream up some little emotional Frankenstein, zap it to life with chords and lyrics, and then you stand in front of a room full of strangers and go, “Hey! Look at this thing I made! Isn’t it cool? Isn’t I cool?” Even if you whisper it, you’re still saying it.
And yet…nights like this one? They mess with that narrative in the most beautiful way.
Because I wasn’t alone in that room. I was surrounded. By artists, friends, dreamers, true believers who didn’t just tolerate my work…they championed it. They breathed life into it. They became part of it. And that kind of thing? That hits different. It’s humbling in a way that feels bigger than the word “grateful” can ever contain.
We did this show at The Green Room 42, produced by Dead Star Theatre Co., as a benefit for The Trevor Project…an organization that does life-saving work. Every single dime went to them. Every single artist on stage and behind the scenes gave their time, their talent, and their hearts for free. And I mean… come on. That’s not just theater. That’s church.
We shared new songs. Old songs. Songs from Vincent, songs from The Death of the Living Club. We had nine Green Room debuts. A few NYC performance debuts. It wasn’t just a concert. It was a community in motion. After my first ever Green Room show, someone came up to me and said, “Look at the incredible community you’ve built.” And honestly, I didn’t see it then.
But now? I do.
So what’s next?
August 27th. 9:30pm. The Death of the Living Club at 54 Below.
Come be a part of it.
L to R: Brody Hampson, Kaira Gula
Photo Credit: Allie Duggan
L to R: Aubrey Alvino, Tiffany MJ Anderson
Photo Credit: Lauren Caroll
L to R: Conner Duke, Ben Covello, Eitan Prouser
Photo Credit: Allie Duggan
Setlist:
Prelude (Billy Joel Cover)
Devyn White: Lyrically Unsound
Frankie Ferrer & Kate Shoulders: The Dark Down Deep from Vincent
Marguerite Boone, Aubrey Alvino, Eva DiGrigoli: A Peace We Can Have from The Death of the Living Club
Desert Island Top 5 from High Fidelity
Elsa Gustafson & Delilah Jane Dunn: Active Mellon Collie from Vincent
Aubrey Alvino - Let Me In
Vienna (Billy Joel)
The Chair Song from Vincent
Delilah Jane Dunn: Full on Rage from Vincent
Kaira Gula & Brody Hampson: In Plain Sight from Vincent
Shania Jackson: Your Smile is a Whirlpool from The Death of the Living Club
Alexandria Nance: Her Art Breaks My Heart (And I Just Want to Frame It) from Vincent
Brody, Delilah, Devyn: If You Really Wanted to Mess Me Up, You Shoulda Got to Me Earlier from Vincent
Devyn & Company: Human Glow from Vincent
The Rainbow Connection (Kermit the Frog Cover)
Eitan Prouser - Guitar
Ben Covello - Guitar
Conner Duke - Bass
Tiffany MJ Anderson - Cello
Griffin McCarthy - Drums
Alyssa Kakis - Producer/Stage Manager
Matt DeMaria - Producer/Composer