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I’m David Rice. I live in San Francisco.

I make music, take pictures, and build websites. I produce videos. I write letters and postcards, emails and pitch decks. I do and say many other things not as neatly classified, and aspire to more. I involuntarily cry aloud with rapid gibberish, attempting to drown out intrusive memories from my youth too embarrassing to endure. Together, these things comprise what I’ve come to call my career.

In my 20s, I released a handful of indie albums before Columbia Records sent me off to make a very expensive album at Real World Studios (this was pre-Napster, back when record companies were flush with cash from CD reissues of back catalogs). It was an indulgent affair replete with hurdy-gurdies, string quartets, french horns, and intimidating family-style meals with Peter Gabriel.

Simultaneously wildly overconfident and deeply insecure, my 25-year-old self made some inarguably self-destructive decisions in that era. Fortunately, I’d managed to leave a few bridges unburned and I eventually earned a couple of platinum records as a writer/producer for some more commercially viable acts. I composed music for advertising and the theme to an ABC television show I’d rather not name before moving from Venice Beach to Austin in 2005, with my wife Lisa and our then-infant son, Judah.

It was there, while working together on a series of Clinton Global Initiative short films, that I forged a creative partnership with editor/director Matt Naylor. Over the next fifteen years, we built a Clio-winning media company, Flow Studios, where I learned the ins and outs of foundations, nonprofits, and consumer brands aspiring to be mistaken for foundations or nonprofits.

Lisa and I became smitten with San Francisco in the summer of 2022, and by the end of the year we'd made it our home.