About

Miryam is a twenty-six-year-old artist living and working in Houston, Texas. She previously performed for and with such local talent as Kelly Zwern, Savercool, and This Intangible Existence. Her first song, “Jealous YHWH,” was recorded in August of 2017 with John Ebdon’s Christian Songwriters in the Round, and her most recent appearance saw her featured alongside Savercool on a re-working of This Intangible Existence’s single, “River Hymn.”

Miryam’s journey with songwriting began at age eight when she was gifted her first guitar and grew to a treasured pastime after acclimating to the more musically accessible piano. A largely self-taught pianist, she has been playing by ear since her earliest remembrances.

 While her main influences, CCM-acclaimed Sara Groves, and alt-pop vox populi, Lorde, inspired her formative sound, friendship with fellow artist This Intangible Existence (referred to here as Terrell) introduced a rich tapestry of formal training, the power of on-brand iconography, "cartomancy"/mood boards, and seasoned perspective to her songwriting process. 
            In the past, she has performed as a cover artist at coffee houses and sat as one of two pianists on call for her church. Any original music will be released in due time under her first name (stylized MRYM).

As a student of The Nazarene and an artist, her goal is to speak openly and honestly about all that following Christ has entailed for her since encountering the real Jesus. The cost of such a decision is plainly felt for the ones here on earth that are "just passing through." Her hope is that her stories, whether written, painted, "moved upon the wall," or sung, will reach those waiting for something that gets them.





"I’m not anti-Christianity with people who love their neighbor as themselves and don’t want to meddle in someone else’s choice in life, their choice to live life with who they want to be with, what their sexuality is. I don’t want to change you. If you want to call yourself “cloud,” I’ll call you “cloud.” Why would I need [you] to be who I want [you] to be? But this is the amazing thing in life, and it’s not just Christianity, but as a minister’s daughter I saw this hypocrisy around me all the time, where people would go back to being bullies in the office, and this includes women too, people treating other people a certain way and they go on Sunday, even though they’re Protestant, similar to the Catholic mantra, which ism I’m going to go sit here and everything will be okay and I’m absolved. And one of the things I would hear all the time was, “I don’t know why my kid’s so upset. We’re just doing it because we love him!” You’re not doing that because you love him! You are not telling him “gay is wrong” because you love him. This is about you. Snap out of it." -- Tori Amos reflecting on Boys for Pele



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