this was the fifth time jane and I have seen each other, our fourth time taking photos together. the first time was at an apartment sara was housesitting in hollywood—our first hello. the second time she performed at trash mag and sleezehog's night of queer expression event at junior high (when it was still in east hollywood) in 2019. her singing. I didn't know she sang. fell in love with her voice right then and there. the third time we saw one another, we took photos in this small, stone amphitheater in eagle rock. the last time, we got pictures somewhere near the same area—closer to highland park probably. that was 2021.
I'd see her drop her musical projects as eerie jane. the sugar free ep. the ghost of jane album. and the single "find the nearest exit sign" released as goober cloth. the latter release I would listen to so often. I'd show my friends that song; tell them how much faith I have in jane, how if given the right resources she could go so fucking far. she's such a tremendous talent—someone I will forever wish the best, someone I'll always put people onto, someone who I will try to champion in anyway I can.
she was away from social media for stretches of time. it's so often we only think of people when they're posting on instagram. I'd feel her absence though. I hoped she was okay. I'd leave a message every now and again. then she started coming back. out from her chrysalis, now a butterfly floating through the world.
the fifth time we got together was this time. 8/3/2025.
I'm not joking when I say I'm goober cloth's only monthly listener. I'm not even fucking joking. straight up pull out spotify and you'll see "1 monthly listener"—we all joke about the memes "if xyz has 0 fans it is because I am dead" but I can actually lay claim to that shit. if I die, that's gonna be 0 monthly listeners right there.
the artist page only has one single release from 2020 so it makes sense to not have any ears on it, but go listen to it. you'll know immediately why it populated my most listened to on spotify wrapped. speaking of which, I'm considering switching to tidal but I got four baddies on a spotify family plan and I don't know if I'm willing to fumble that...
to be reconnected.
friendship is a blessing. and how fortunate I am.
whatever future jane pushes for herself, I'll be there. I cannot wait to see the ways she grows as an artist, as a person. whether the journey is a straight shot or the rollercoaster keeps it rolling, she's got my support—not that she ever needed it. the strength she possesses to get to this present moment, she deserves all the credit.
this photoshoot almost didn't exist.
when we wrapped up, I was importing the photos so she can go through and pick out favorites. my sd card wasn't being recognized. I put it in my camera—"this card cannot be accessed"—fuck. I'm subtly panicking, jane catches on, I come clean at the troubles, she already begins to mourn our potentially lost session, I try to find free software to recover whatever I can.
after fucking hours, we got the photos.
I've had some bad luck lately, thankfully jane's the good luck charm that helped even things out.
happy we made it.
