nicole lepera

The indescribable sense of loss when you watch years of memories being torn apart. 

Sometimes...you just really want some. I mean, REALLY want some. 

This is not a folk album...and an entirely new genre for me. It's raw and unapologetic. Here is a sample track, called "Dark," about watching your lover sleep after you die...and finding out every last one of their secrets. 

You…

Sometimes, you just gotta let it all out...

I wrote this the night before the heat wave in Europe. Having been in the UK, I knew how bad this would be. Something about the old buildings, lack of trees, etc. made the 80s feel like the 100s. As…

When you have to fight for or against something, do you find your own battle cry somewhere deep inside you? And when your energy, courage, or resolve is flagging, do you find that its sound comes to your mind just…

Once again, you try to scramble up from the ashes, reform the phoenix wings again out of a bit less ash than last time. Again. And again. You are tired from the fighting. You want someone else to take up…

As I watch the horrible images come through the TV, there are no words for what I feel. So much pointless loss of life, destruction of worlds, and for what? This piece has been cycling through my head on repeat…

I knew 2022 was going to be a rough year. But on New Year's Eve, I never dreamed we would be staring into the maw of World War III. 

So many things in life up until now, I've taken for…

When you get a piece of really bad news, get your heart broken, are sick, or someone you love dies, do you pick up the phone? Or do you turn off the phone and turn to music? 

When I'm down…

I am home from a whirlwind trip, one in which I tried to fit a month's worth of sights into a few days. When I have time off, it seems that I try to always do way too much. In…

A familiar smell can bring back forgotten memories with remarkable clarity. For me, listening to a song I have written long ago somehow takes me back to the moment it was written, with all the thoughts and feelings that went…

Many singers I know (including me) can actually enjoying singing while they're sick. Even though talking is nearly impossible through all the sniffling, sneezing, and other unpleasantries, something about singing itself seems to sometimes help. Maybe it's all that extra…

We'd all like to have all the time in the world to make music — after all, that's what we came to this planet to do. But life often throws a wrench into our best-laid plans — a child gets…

One of the coolest things I own is a Martin Backpacker guitar, which comes with me on many an outing. It's a tiny, light version of the original, and when you sling it over your back, it's virtually weightless, allowing…

I was featured on WMPG's Podcast Open Mic recently, which was a lot of fun. When your music is played on the radio, you never know who will be listening, or what their opinion of your music will be. But…

Some people seem to always have to be listening to music, from the time they wake up to the time they go to sleep. 

A friend asked me recently what my favorite thing to listen to while driving was. My…

As the remnants of Hurricane Isaias blusters through, I feel fascinated by its dark power. Its forces, which overturned cars just a few states away, is now but a pleasant, blustery breeze, a welcome change in our days of constant…

As many of us are trapped in our homes for the forseeable future, I have to wonder: Where do we go from here? 

I think fondly back to the now-bygone days open mics. They were usually in some dark bar…