Outlaw Primitive 🔥
25 yrs burning holes in the sky
as a Navy pilot will do one of two
things to a man: tame him
or turn the afterburner up
on his soul. I chose the second option.
This one’s for every soul who’s been
in motion too damn long to pretend
they’re housebroken.
Wire in the veins,
calloused hands still carving scars,
& a riot in the ribs that refuses to die quiet.
“Outlaw Primitive”
ain’t some polished studio toy..
it’s forged in jet fuel, feedback, & pure unfiltered warbird pulse.
The chorus is a damn teeth-grinder,
a mantra u’ll be shouting in the truck
whether u like it or not.
You’re Welcome ☺️
I didn’t lose the fire after 25yrs of
turbulence..
I just taught it how to play guitar
& drop a beat.
From cockpit to basement lab,
I shut it down, cranked it up,
& let the ghosts loose.
Pain learned to sing.
Ghosts learned to growl.
And this track?
It bites back harder than
a pissed-off afterburner.
So crank it loud, feel that
primitive pulse, & remember:
some of us never landed tame.
We just traded turbulence for
a six-string 🎸
& a middle finger🖕 to the algorithm.
OUTLAW PRIMITIVE.
Still flying. Still feral. Just louder when it counts.more