Coury Palermo

I feel the rug being pulled – fighting desperately to keep my wits about me.  I’ve returned home to the great and overwhelming.  New roofs to find and possibly a new city to call home.  I don’t know.  I believe I’m more afraid than brave.  What could be the best decision for my future could [...]

Lost in the heart of all her imperfect perfection.  The 6 to the L and everything in between. I sit, high overhead – going over every memory.  Six days of anxiety and the feeling of holding a chunk of all that’s missing.  Full days of hashing out melody & line – nights filled with midtown [...]