Once Upon A Time...
There was a boy who accepted the world. He was lost for a while, that was out of his control. You see, he grew up in some tough situations. There's a lot, but we're not gonna talk about all that. Let's just recap... When he was 19 at the rise of his music career, it ended in an abrupt halt. He got diagnosed with a disease called Glaucoma. He went from singing in the studio to getting 7 major eye surgeries. Then when life once again hit a rough patch, he got hit by a car and almost died. He turned his back on the world, but somehow, in time, opened his heart to the idea of it. Once his heart opened, he fell in love. From that love he learned and continues to learn the hard lesson of choosing yourself first, instead of drowning, trying to save a sinking ship over and over. He let down every wall and let his loved ones in on a deeper level. He did new things, not just normal things, but things that he would never have tried. He chose love over fear, and that's what brings him to where he is right now. From a small town called Fairfield to the Santa Monica heat of Los Angeles, to the twin peak lights shining through San Fransisco. It all lead him down the yellow brick road, to the mad brick, big apple, New York, New York. Over the years he dreamed of being in the city of dreams. After every high, every low, and after he reaccepted the world, he's ready to take his place and do what he was always born to do. He's ready to right the wrongs, and take all the good that came from the bad and make something new out of it. In a beautiful, but delicate world, filled with so much negativity, he chooses to stand above the rest and bring reality back to the drowned out, auto-tuned song that the world has become. There are lovers, there are dreamers... and then there are those in the middle, where lovers and dreamers meet. So who is this boy? Well, duh, it's me. I'm Roydom Lucian... and this is my story.
CHAPTER 1: Welcome To New York
Entry #1: "The Lovers. The Dreamers... And Me."
I ain't gonna lie. My first few days here were SHITTY. From the hot mess that is my apartment, to getting the flu. It was rough. I don't regret leaving California, but I sure as hell regret what I arrived into. I wasn't even able to enter my building until some godforsaken hour. I'd rather not talk about anymore of it, because my head is in such a better place now, regardless of my very much still shitty apartment. I have to remind myself, it's not about where I live. I am here in New York City. I took this leap, on my own, WITH this illness, to a city that is so far from who I used to be. I'm not gonna lie, it can get lonely. It was at first, because no one really gave me the time of day, except for one. When I came to visit New York in my last life, I made a brother named Jesus. Yes, like Jesus, god’s son, lol. Oh Jesus. Not only has he become my best friend, but he's more than that. He's my brother and he's my family. He took me in when the world tried to shut me out as I banged loudly on the front door of my apartment building at 3am. When I met him in March 2019, it was god's gift to me. He's not just my brother, but he's honestly the most talented rapper in New York. I mean that. All these years i've been looking for people like me, people who have voices that have important things to say. That's Jesus, that's me. You put us together and the possibilities are endless. On day 3 of my new life here, he introduced me to his cousin Julio. You may see me refer to him as Julius. It's an inside joke, you'll figure it out as this story goes on. Anyways, thanks to my brother Jesus, Julio also has grown into one of my best friends and brothers. In a short amount of time too. Deadass, I would be so lost if J never introduced me to Julio. He has shown me around, introduced me to his friends, his beautiful family even took me in as a family member, heck our convos have gone real deep, so we're bonded for life now. Both of them, together, accepted me right away, and turned my shitty arrival experience into a life I could only dream of, from the hospital hallways I once roamed.
As Christmas day approached and I headed to Julius's, I started thinking to myself on the subway. Man, how lucky am I to be here in New York City. After all that I've been through, I somehow managed to escape the remains of the tower I was locked inside of. Sure, I came to New York to grow and expand upon myself. But let's be real, I came here, because I know I can get back to doing what I'm meant to do. What is that? That's my music. I know in my heart, my songs were meant to play out loud over this city. I know I have to eventually go back to LA, but New York has to be my first stop, on a journey that I know will lead me back there. I felt it in my bones, in my heart, and my soul, when I was here in this city, the last time. Deadass, I still feel it right now. I came here to create a bond with likeminded people. To create a unit, a brotherhood, a sisterhood, a family, all of it. I came here because I know it is possible. I did all that I could in SF. I did all that I could as the man that I used to be. Being sick for so long, I never got to prove myself. I'm here to prove to everyone, but mostly MYSELF, that living life and fulfilling your destiny is possible. When I was really sick, I had no one like me, to look up to. I'm not looking to be a role model, but I am looking to make an impact. Yes, I want the Grammy, the fans, the touring life, all that good stuff. More than anything, I want to make my words, my story, I want all of it to make an impact. That way, if someone ever feels the way I felt, when my life turned to hell, they can say, if Roydom Lucian can make it through, and rise above it all, then we can too. So, sure, my new life in NYC started a little off-key, but, I know myself. I know that in a city filled with lovers and dreamers, there is me... and I'm different than most people. They haven't gone through what I have gone through, to get here. I have these seeds planted within the brotherhood that is growing, the new experiences I am going through, all these changes happening daily. What that becomes, I guess we'll just have to find out together. As the A-line headed to my destination, the prerecorded message on the train speaker said: "please be seated"... We're in for a wild ride, everyone. Welcome to, New York.
Love, Roydom Lucian
Photographer: Chris Lopez
What I'm Wearing: Coat - Alfani, Shirt - Hugo Boss, Undershirt - H&M, Jeans - Levis, Boots - Doc Martins, Necklace - Seek Discomfort