“Jaymay’s music is love. Love for New York City. Love for the everyday, yet sly moments in life. Like feeling the warmth of someone’s hand for the first time. Like sharing a joke with a man who you thought you hated. Like laying next to a childhood pal on the grass and just noticing their eyes were blue, were black, were green. Like finishing the painting of a stranger you swear you love with everything and realizing it was the person next to you all along. Your neighbor, your friend, your pen pal.”