HALOS DOWN, HURRICANES UP Somewhere between watching the world argue w/ itself, everybody becoming an overnight political expert, & social media turning outrage into an Olympic sport, this song happened. I wrote Halos Down, Hurricanes Up because I’m tired of watching ppl get divided, manipulated, & spoon-fed what to think. Everybody’s picking sides, throwing stones, & fighting over headlines while the bigger picture gets lost somewhere in the comment section. This isn’t about left or right. It’s about waking up, thinking for urself, & remembering there’s still a world outside ur phone. As for why I’ve been relatively quiet w/ the music lately? Let’s just say retirement hasn’t exactly turned into sitting on a porch playing guitar & feeding squirrels. I’ve still been tied up with government work, which apparently didn’t get the memo that I retired from the Navy. 😂 Between that, writing, producing, & everything else life throws into the cockpit, social media took a backseat. But don’t mistake silence for inactivity. I’ve been working behind the scenes, making noise where it counts, & occasionally reminding myself that guitars don’t play themselves. This one’s a little sarcastic, a little rebellious, & unapologetically loud. No political uniform, no marching orders, & absolutely no participation trophy for arguing on the internet. Halos down. Hurricanes up. Turn it up & think for urself. 🤘more

LEAVES U IN THE BLUE Wrote this damn song like 50+ diff times. Hook never changed tho. Every time I thought I finally nailed it, life would throw another curveball, a verse would hit different, or I’d catch myself over-explaining shit that didn’t need explaining. Started writing it from the view of a guy who’s spent way too many years gone from the ppl he loves. But the more I tore it apart & put it back together, the clearer it got… this ain’t about being a pilot, the military, or any one reason for leaving. Sometimes distance is the job. Sometimes it’s straight-up fear. Sometimes life just gets too heavy & we bounce before we figure out how to stay. And sometimes we sell ourselves the same tired lie… “just 1 more night” feels easier than admitting we don’t even know how to come home anymore. That’s the part I wanted. Cuz u can be a thousand miles away… or sitting right next to somebody… & still feel like u’re in a whole different world. This one’s for anybody who’s left when they should’ve stayed, stayed when every bone in their body wanted to run, or spent too long thinking there’d always be another night to fix it. Didn’t write it perfect. Hell, I rewrote it about 50 times trying to. Maybe that’s the point. Some things don’t come out clean the 1st time. U keep scratching at ‘em, ripping ‘em up, piecing ‘em back together… until u realize the cracks were the song the whole time. For the ppl we love, the roads we take, the distance we create, & the places we somehow keep finding our way back to. And if u’ve ever been the 1 leaving… U already know exactly what the blue feels like.more

‘U Can’t Copyright My Soul’ been ghost. not lost. just cookin this one in the dark so nobody could sand the edges off. they wanted the fire w/o the burn. the voice w/o the scars. the sound they could put in a box. funny. started w/ fingerpick + heartbeat drone. then the hybrid punched thru — rock grit + hip-hop pocket. one-man chaos like always. no committee. no “tone it down.” u can’t copyright my soul. ain’t a product. ain’t a brand. just the same stubborn vet who laughed when they said pick a lane. u’all thought I disappeared. nah. was gone for a reason. stayin me. keep the box. I’ll keep the roar. 😏more