KIERAN — Still Not Tame

I was told I was worthless my whole life — even by the people who were supposed to love me. I was born feral and raised in gilded rooms, a stray in marble halls of silence, always an afterthought. I learned early that “normal” wasn’t made for me, so I kept my head up, teeth bared at the dark, and followed the pull of the moon in my chest.

This album is my autobiography — a map of the trail I took through thorns and open fields: bruises, small mercies, and the quiet courage to keep walking. If you’ve ever felt small in a big, indifferent world, if you’ve ever been the wild thing at the window, this is your fire. You’re pack.

— KIERAN