Miles To Go

Slaughterhouse Blues
A soulful acoustic blues with harmonica about working in a meat packing plant.

The bell tolls loud where the shadows crawl
Rust on the blade where the echoes fall
Blood on the floor and a story untold
In the belly of the beast where the nights grow cold

Steel chains whisper like ghosts in the breeze
A congregation of sorrow soaked down to the knees
The walls hum secrets
Low and obscene
It’s a haunted waltz
A butcher’s regime

Sing me the slaughterhouse blues my friend
Where the broken path meets the bitterest end
Harmonica cries like a lone wolf’s sigh
In the house of steel where the lost souls lie

Rivers of red carve tales through the grime
Each drop falls heavy like a church bell’s chime
Fingers on strings
They dance through the dirt
While the harmonica howls like a heart full of hurt

The moonlight don’t touch this place of despair
Even shadows refuse to linger or care
I strum the truth and blow through the pain
This house don’t bleed but it pours like rain

Slaughterhouse Blues

Denim Coat (feat. Azuriah Kennedy)

“The Silence After Love” is an intimate journey through the quiet corners of the soul where love once lived. A collection of ten slow romantic blues tracks, filled with soft guitars, deep vocals, and lyrics soaked in longing.

A sonic tribute to what was, what never was, and what still lingers in silence.

For those who have loved… and lived through it.



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Rain on the Windowpane

Hometown growing to a place I don’t recognize any more.

Hometown gone city

How I Like My Women

This is the opening track of My Goggles, an album of songs built from the truths that have shaped my life. This one’s about perspective—how each of us sees the world through the lens of our own life experience. I call those lenses “goggles.”

I used to think there was one truth, one right way to see things. But life taught me different. When I can look past someone else’s goggles, I almost always end up seeing a little bit of myself in them. That shift—from judgment to understanding—changed everything for me. This song is my way of passing that truth along.

"Just remember… your goggles color what you see."

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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🎧 Caption:

“The truth ain’t fixed. Ain’t just one way to be.”


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🏷️ Tags:

Brook Stanley, Americana, Folk, Acoustic, Life Lessons, Perspective, Forgiveness, Healing, Southern Songwriting, Porch Philosophy, TopMedia.ai, Hal Bishop and The Scout Line, Acoustic Truth, First Person Narrative, AI Music

Goggles

Nine Shots at Dawn is a sweeping narrative album rooted in the vast, sun-scorched landscapes of the American Southwest. It tells the interconnected story of a lone cowboy — a man weathered by love, betrayal, loss, and redemption — told across nine emotionally charged tracks.

From the melancholy of a love lost in “Love Plan” to the aching hope in “Redemption,” this album is a journey through broken vows, star-crossed borders, prison walls, and a father-son bond stitched together by time and memory. Every song is a chapter in a story drenched in dust, blood, and longing — backed by soaring guitars, haunting chants, steady, heartbeat-like drums, and a voice that cracks under the weight of history.

This is not just an album — it’s a legend passed down around a campfire, under the stars, where ghosts ride and hearts still burn.

Seed of man

This one’s for anyone who’s ever put their heart into something and been told it’s not “real” enough.

"The Voice Is Mine" is me pushing back.
It’s about making something honest, raw, and personal — and watching people dismiss it the second they hear how it was made.
Because when you use a new tool, or create outside the lines, they think the pain is somehow easier.
Like the heartbreak didn't happen.
Like the late nights didn’t matter.
Like the fear, the sweat, the years — were artificial.

But fuck that.
These lyrics came from real places.
These songs come from the same ache every artist knows:
wanting to be heard, and not erased.

This isn’t a brand.
This isn’t a trend.
This is mine.
And no one gets to tell me otherwise.


The Voice Is Mine

Keeper of your heart

Bottle Cap Queen V3

Cottonfield Blues is where raw emotion meets timeless sound. Deep, soulful blues with smooth guitar licks, rich storytelling, and a touch of nostalgia. Let the music take you back, one note at a time.

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Cottonfield Blues

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