I’ve been wanting to write about you forever,” I tell BP Valenzuela before we sit down for what will be a too-long conversation, as these things often go with the singer-songwriter.
BP and I first met in school in 2013. There was word on campus of a singularly talented freshman who was posting the music she made in her bedroom on SoundCloud. I think I was a little too excited to meet her, but we’ve stayed in touch on and off in the years since, running into each other at gigs or tweeting each other about new music, even working on a couple of music videos together.
Meeting BP again in 2018 feels like meeting a childhood friend when you’ve both grown up. She is less bashful, but the quiet wonder is the same, as are the endearingly meandering sentences scattered with half-laughs. One of the first things I ask her about is childhood, because so much of who we come to be can be tied back to who we were as children. She goes back to being 13 when she started recording songs by herself.