I know why the caged bird sings

Long before there were Little Monsters and Beliebers, there were Lambs. The Lambily, as they are collectively known, are the devoted fan-army of singer-songwriter Mariah Carey, she of the 200 million albums sold, and the piano-worthy octave range. The Lambily are a big global Mariah Carey family (Get it? Lambs. Family. Lambily!), and the AustralianContinue reading “I know why the caged bird sings”


If December was her month, then January belonged to me. She had your traditions and your conclusion, your customs and your god. But the opened gate, the clock ticking forward – every time, the hands reached out for me. I would count your absence down, should auld acquaintance be forgot I’d say before an explosionContinue reading “Beginnings”