Where did Tempest come from?
My angst-ridden teenage years provided magnificent inspiration and my piano, guitar and voice gave me the weapons I needed to take on the hell of Suburban adolescence. My first song was written at age 12 on the dusty upright in the basement of my Connecticut home. it was about love. What the hell does a 12-year-old know about love?
At 12, I had just received my first kiss in the small hallway across from my middle school's art room. It made me an expert. With its birth came a
storm of creationSongwriting quickly became the necessary daily maintenance of my sanity.
How did Tempest grow?
2007 brought me out of my lazy Connecticut town and into Los Angeles like a moth to the big, bright lights.
The millions of models & Mazeratis
where I was introduced to my future family.
Sejo Navajas (who would go on to produce my 2011 The Voodoo EP and 2012 track, Ghost), me, and a team of 4th Street Recording engineers locked ourselves in the studio for March 2009. The result was my debut album, Home Is Where the Art Is.
The greatest thing that came our of this album was none other than:
Hailing from Florida with a pair of drumsticks and a mean streak for punk rock,
Exploded into my life sometime in 2010. My classically-inspired piano riffs and his driving, heavy beats produced a musical misfit that is
beautiful, fierce & unique.
Just like that, Tempest learned to talk.
Because this was the first release reflecting my newly discovered signature sound, we were all anxious to see how The Voodoo EP (2011) would be received. Within three months, The Voodoo EP received 2 Hollywood Music in Media Awards nominations, won a Malibu Music Award, and put Gabrielle Wortman in the #1 position on Reverbnation's Global "What's Hot" Chart for a consecutive week. We had been looking for a nod that the new sound was a step in the right direction.
What we got was an atomic bomb of confirmation.
Just like that, Tempest learned to walk.
Upon my college graduation and subsequent explosion into the "Real World", Chris and I holed up our defenses in a house for the summer and entered a creative incubus. House rules were pretty simple:
shoes = optional, air conditioning = forbidden, barbeques = a staple
and music was a requirement.
Tempest hit puberty somewhere amongst the lemon trees, 100 degree temperatures and whiskey.
We spent the rest of the year performing and recording, and I went from taking a backseat in production to gaining the confidence I needed to drive the whole damn car.
The Tempest EP
is the first project that I have written and produced entirely.
It is the single-most undiluted creative pursuit I have ever embarked on. As this project continues to grow, I am constantly being amazed at how much love comes from those around us. Like a Tempest, we seem to pick up a lot of debris during our journey. Fortunately for us, this comes less in the form of Auntie M's house and more in the hearts of true music lovers.