
Mountain Air is a two-and-a-half-hour indie folk playlist inspired by my years living, exploring, and growing up in the Pacific Northwest. It’s full of layered harmonies and acoustic warmth that mirror the region’s rhythm.
I was born in the Midwest, but the Pacific Northwest has always been my heart’s home. My mom is from Seattle, and not long after I was born, we moved to Vancouver, Canada. I spent my earliest years wandering the forests there, and to this day, the scent of warmed-up pine needles on a cedar forest floor is one I’ll chase for the rest of my life.

Those years were full of family camping trips and hikes with my babysitters through wooded trails that seemed to go on forever. The trees were impossibly tall, and the air smelled like ferns, moss, and those gorgeous pines. Everything felt alive in a way that’s hard to put into words. On weekends, we often spent time at Stanley Park and the Aquarium, where I dreamt of seeing whales in the wild one day.


After we moved away, I spent nearly every summer in Seattle or Victoria. My childhood was filled with ferry rides across the Sound, picking blackberries in my grandparents’ driveway, and months on the Olympic Peninsula where my parents, grandfather, and aunts and uncles all taught at a summer music festival. There were tide pools full of crabs, handmade kites blowing in the winds, rabbits darting through the grass (my mom said, if I caught one, I could keep it), deer moving quietly through meadows, and the ever-present anticipation of potential orcas in the water.



Some of my favorite memories are of ferry trips through the San Juan and Gulf Islands, where said orcas did pop up from time to time. I’d read Archie comics and snack on whatever treat my parents said I could procure from the little onboard café. Funny how I can’t recall what my sugar-packed choice was. Everything else seems so clear as I recall it.

Years later, I moved back to Seattle after grad school and spent most of my adult life there. It’s where I built a home, a creative life, and a deep love for the balance of mountains, water, and trees that defines the region. During that time, a new sound was taking off. Indie folk, with its layered harmonies and quiet beauty, became the heartbeat of the place for me.


This playlist is full of artists who have soundtracked that story, and my life in turn. Lord Huron, Fleet Foxes, First Aid Kit, Gregory Alan Isakov, Neko Case, and Band of Horses. I’ve been lucky enough to see several of them live. And of course, they’ve all accompanied me on road trips through the Cascades, ferry rides under gray skies, and long walks through favorite neighborhoods and parks. I’ve seen them play at venues like The Moore, The Paramount, The Showbox, The Triple Door, The Neptune, The Crocodile, Marymoor Park, Benaroya Hall, and Chateau Ste. Michelle. Each show, like each song, is tied to a moment, a feeling, or a friendship I’ll always treasure.

So many of my favorite memories live in that region. Beautiful meals celebrating the bounty of the Pacific Northwest. Journeys to Vashon and Bainbridge Island with my husband, and sometimes with my sisters, watching the water change color as the ferries glide through the Sound. Creative projects, photo trips to the peninsula, impromptu evening shows at little bars, festivals like Bumbershoot, and countless inspired adventures with friends and colleagues.

At just over two and a half hours, Mountain Air is long enough to carry you through any adventure. And really, I had to trim it way down. These albums are so good. Just take a listen to them all for a deeper dive into this feeling. This playlist is perfect for cozy days under a blanket with a good book while the rain falls outside, or maybe, if you’re lucky for a beautiful ferry ride or drive.

This playlist is my love letter to the Pacific Northwest, to the mountains, the coastlines, the scent of cedar and seaweed, and the place that will always feel like home.







