Four years ago, Beaujolais was born out of pain, anger, and a million other feelings that I can no longer remember. At the time, I had no intention of taking it further than Love At Thirty. But as the years went on, I couldn’t stop. I still needed to work things out. So it makes sense that the story should conclude in a place of happiness.
Adults Only closes the book on an era of my life that started with Love At Thirty. It might not be the last Beaujolais release ever, but it’s the last Beaujolais release for now. There are two reasons for this. One, I’m moving on with a new band. Specifics coming soon. Two, there’s no need for me to write songs about someone important when I can tell them exactly how I feel instead. That’s what I’ve learned.
Thank you for listening up to this point. More to come.
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