Jen sits in her bed in a hotel room in London and talks to you about an aggressive fan in a Johnny Cash tee-shirt who called her a pussy, walking around alone and loving it, guilt at leaving restaurants before ordering and falling in the aisle at an Ibsen play.

Jet Setting and Lagging

Jen sits in her home and talks to herself and you get to listen to it. It’s an improvised monologue that weaves random small observations into sometimes bigger stories about her past, her present and just unfiltered thoughts about anything from her life to what’s happening in the world. It’s sometimes funny, sometimes poignant and always random.

Jet Setting and Lagging

I Seem Fun