“I never said it out loud, really, but I dreamt of transferring to the Nashville location and then just praying for a serendipitous moment of someone walking in, being like, ‘Oh. You can sing. Why don't you come on tour?’ I was just in the clouds,” she says with a laugh. “Things like that do happen, I guess.” And then she realizes, “Well, I guess something like that kind of did!”

Britti’s path from behind the counter to preparing for the release of her mesmerizing debut release Hello I’m Britti., produced and co-written by Dan Auerbach of The Black Keys and out February 2, is sprinkled with the same kind of pixie dust that the album itself has in shimmering spades. 

Gifted with a voice that bridges the distance between delicacy and flint, Britti can’t remember a time she wasn’t singing. 

“According to my mom, I was singing before I could talk,” she says, likening herself to a Disney character. “I would sing throughout the halls of the house, throughout the aisles of the grocery stores, in my car seat,” the Louisiana native recalls. “I was just a little bird, doing what came easy.”