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  • I wrote this song about 15 years ago after realizing how much of my life I’d spent learning how to blend in. Read rooms. Match pace. Know when to agree, when to disappear, when not to ask hard questions. The starlings are a metaphor for that, a metaphor for how moving together can feel like…

  • The Suno Version: The Original Version: I called this work, “the carriage.” It is about a lifelong confrontation with an unseen control system. The forces that claim authorship over our lives. It’s about living just outside the architect’s clean lines, believing you were meant for something you created, only to realize something else has been…

  • Wrote this tiny little essay in my Sophomore year Philosophy Course. Enjoy, or hate it. We like to say we love people. Bodies. Names. Faces. But if we’re honest—brutally honest—those are just the containers. What we love is never the carbon itself. We love what happens inside and beside it. The way time behaves when…

  • Ever met someone that you believe would be a perfect companion, only to realize they believe something that you don’t, perhaps they believe in a ghost or and idea that your little section of the world say is bad or worse–doesn’t exist. Why do we do this to each other? Is it for money? Is…

  • This is a more recent work. I wrote the lyrics while I was in Africa last year (2024), after watching a drive-through documentary on the human decay across the Appalachian Mountains. I was born in West Virginia. If not for the grace of God, I would likely be a coal miner or an engine driver.…

  • Actually it could do it, but everything it rendered was absent the feeling I had when I first wrote and recorded it. So apologies up front, this is not AI. This is 3 weeks of work in my personal studio. It’s much less polished than the AI renders. Verse The phone woke me up about…

  • Ya know relationships are hard. What’s even harder is taking all the things you feel relative to a relationship and expressing them in one salient little tune. I penned this little tune sometime around the early-2004 timeframe just after a nasty little breakup. I pressed record, picked up a guitar and sang it through once.…

  • We all usually end up relating to each other through need. It’s pretty rare to meet someone who feels whole and comfortable in their own space—someone who connects just out of curiosity or genuine interest. That idea feels even more true today, in a world that often runs on scarcity and longing. I was thinking…

  • This was a short story written back in 1998 for an English course I was taking during work on my bachelors degree. I always loved the story. I got an A+ on it. I also turned the story into a song: Title: Ella (love was a long road once) Artist: One of Jason August’s Many…

  • Livin, lovin, doing time with you down here on this prison planet. Grab your coffee, grab your camera, grab you guitar grab your sense of adventure. I’m gonna tell you some stories and lie with a straight face up in this place.