The cover of Jessica Drake’s self-titled debut CD is a reflection of her psyche, hinting of ideas springing from her mind as quickly as she thinks of them, writes about them, and moves on.

She’s been viewing things differently than most since the days her father drove her to school and she’d create new lyrics and new parts to songs they’d listen to on the radio. In class, she’d silently recite alternative versions of the songs and wonder why the artists didn’t write it her way.
She’d al...