Meet Ciara Rudas | Musician

We had the good fortune of connecting with Ciara Rudas and we’ve shared our conversation below.

Hi Ciara, Let’s talk about principles and values – what matters to you most?
I value my gut feelings above anything else. Building internal trust to listen to that intangible, indescribable bodily expression of “knowing” is an exercise that I must constantly keep up with in order to reap its rewards. I feel there are no wrong or right answers – no worst or best work – and so in a creative context I purely aim to stay true to myself. Much like walking a familiar path in the dark, all I really can do is use my senses and trust my feet to find their footing.

In listening to my finalized songs I can hear the places where I trusted myself to depart from the entrapment of demoitus and go for what felt right in the moment. As everything eventually changes, I honor those moments of trusting my gut; even as I go through waves of being out of agreement with them.

Alright, so let’s move onto what keeps you busy professionally?
I make music for myself as cathartic expression. Two years ago I had an overwhelming desire to share my songs once I realized feelings and expressions of those feelings are finite; we’re all suffering, laughing, crying, dancing, performing, lying, and evolving despite whatever efforts are applied to prevent change. My songs are my offering to humanity; my ticket to ride.

For many years I felt my songs were too niche or that my navel gazing was a selfish endeavor. In my recent evolution I feel it’s probably the kindest action we can do for ourselves: feeling through all the feelings and then processing them for an improved understanding of self. I do it through songwriting.

I’m preparing to debut my first EP in January made up of six songs with an emulsion of fear, gratitude, and excitement. A few of these tracks are on the internet already. I wanted to go chronologically and therefore selected songs written in my early adulthood while I stumbled over myself trying to retain expired relationships, understand parental disenchantment, people please new friends, process death, make sense of life… hopefully this sounds familiar or else I’ll keep these thoughts to myself.

Let’s say your best friend was visiting the area and you wanted to show them the best time ever. Where would you take them? Give us a little itinerary – say it was a week long trip, where would you eat, drink, visit, hang out, etc.
Picture me to be the moon to the planet of Bay Cities Deli in Santa Monica. Anyone landing in my realm would too find themselves revolving around the almighty Godmother Sandwich (HOT). With our treasure secured, we’d stretch the limits of our tether northward to spend a day swimming and laughing in the sun at Topanga Beach. For dinner we’d get tacos from El Primo Tacos on Lincoln Blvd – Suadero is mandatory. For a night out on the town, we’d have to suffer. Ever since my favourite British pub Cock ‘n Bull closed during the pandemic I no longer play pool, darts, or go within 40 feet of a drink. We’d sleep off the sadness and head back to Bay Cities the next day to do it all over!

Who else deserves some credit and recognition?
Shoutout to the magnetic and idiosyncratic Summer Winter. Summer takes on many forms, but at the base level I relate to her as my sister. I’m exercising an omission of an explanation in order to prove the point that she’s exactly the person you’d want to call a sister. Without her I would not know myself.

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Image Credits
Nate Zack, Arden Sanchez, Shawn Hanna