05/27/2026
To my family, here. I know It’s been awhile since I’ve been active here.
This year has tried to bury me.
I am not saying that for sympathy. I am saying it because it is true. This year, I have lived a lifetime. It has taken more out of me than I thought I had to give. When I write it all down, or even say it out loud, it feels like a bad Coen Brothers film, with none of the humor and all of the consequences.
Between my daughter being put on life support and her ongoing heart condition, my grandmother’s cancer diagnosis and her passing just a month later, the unrelenting stress of a custody battle that has already cost me $24,000 in legal fees this year alone, my car accident, federal agents showing up at my home and harassing me, constant label setbacks, and manufacturing and shipping delays, I have been carrying a level of physical, mental, and emotional exhaustion that I still cannot fully put into words.
But I am still here.
Punkerton Records is still here.
And every time this year has pushed me down, I have gotten back up. Again. And again. And again.
I would not be standing here without such an amazing support system; the people who have carried pieces of this burden with me with their patience and support. Our awesome roster. Everyone who has checked in, helped out, shown patience, sent love, bought a record, shared a post, played a show, or reminded me why this all matters.
Punkerton Records has always been built on heart, stubbornness, community, grief, love, friendship, and punk rock.
So yeah, this year has been brutal.
But we are still here.
And we are going to keep pushing. Keep releasing records. Keep showing up for our friends and our bands. Keep building this thing. Yes, we will get pushed down.
But we will keep getting back up. Again. And again. And again.