Friday Night Heartbreaker

No Matter How Hard I Try

Easy Does It

Till I Can't, I Will

I’m Not Him

Keepin' Country Alive

She Gone

This one’s a gritty, down-home testament to resilience—where summer nights meet riverbank fires, and a stubborn spirit keeps singing. It’s for the quiet mountain towns that hold their own after the storm, and for anyone who’s ever looked out at a swollen creek and thought, “We’ll be just fine.” Pour yourself a drink, find that Carolina blue sky, and let this one wrap you up like a warm porch light.

Written and produced by Brook Stanley. Music created and performed by Hal Bishop and The Scout Line—a music group created in the studio by TopMedia.ai, blending real Southern storytelling with AI music tools.

All vocals on this track are AI-generated using TopMedia.ai. We describe vocal style using creative prompts (e.g., “gritty,” “female country,” “male rock.”), but we do not select or control the underlying TopMedia.ai model. Any resemblance to real artists is unintentional, and we have no knowledge of the source data used to generate these voices.
This track is offered for non-commercial use only.


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IF THE CREEK DON T RISE

Girlfriend’s Got A Boyfriend

I got a mullet like a possum tail,
Boots so loud they leave a diesel trail.
I sing ‘bout trucks, dogs, beer, and pain,
But dang ol’ radio won’t play my name!

I mailed my demo on a scratchy CD,
With a six-pack coupon and a selfie of me.
I’m better than Garth, Tim, and ol’ George Strait—
But that radio man won’t let me be great!

Play me, Jacob, I’m a honky-tonk flame
Hotter than a grill at a tailgate game!

I done tattooed “Nashville” on my chest,
Right under where my mama says, “God bless.”
I rhymed “beer” with “deer” and “heartache stew,”
That’s classic country—shoot, who knew?

I parked outside that station for a week,
Played ‘Freebird’ naked with a chew between me teeth.
But radio guys just stared through the blinds so cold,
Like my platinum dreams weren’t solid gold!

Play me, Jacob, I’m a honky-tonk flame
Hotter than a grill at a tailgate game!

So if you hear this, Jacob, you radio clown,
Know there’s a star in this town wearin’ the future  country crown!

Radio Star

Love someone

Dancin in the Headlights

🎤 Original song by Stadium Vibe.
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Rawtrex

Them Boots

Brook Stanley is the songwriting voice of Stan Ward—a 62-year-old sailor and storyteller raised in Saluda, North Carolina. His songs are performed by Hal Bishop & The Scout Line, a studio creation brought to life through modern tools and timeless heart. Drawing from deep wells of memory, loss, and love, Brook’s music blends country, folk, and Americana into something warm, raw, and deeply real. Back home, they still call him Stanley.

Songs by Brook Stanley
Performed by Elle Modell or Hal Bishop and The Scout Line
Created using AI music tools with human storytelling at the heart.
© 2025 Brook Stanley. All rights reserved.


IF THE CREEK DON T RISE

Brook Stanley

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