"I don't know why I get up each day,
and pick up my guitar and start to play.
Pin down my thoughts so they don't slip away,
then bite my tongue like I've got nothing to say.

I forget where I am- which country, which continent.
All the places I long for but have never been.

I guess you're the only one who understands,
with no promises and no demands.
Let's just run away while we still can.
It's not too late, give me your hand."
- Jessi Robertson, lyrics from The Travelers

"Robertson expertly mixes an alt-country vocal style with electronic drumbeats, possessing a voice that commands attention from the first note. Her tone is captivating whether floating in a whispered reverie or letting loose over unconventional lyrics and acrobatic melodies."
- Beth Walker, Performing Songwriter Magazine