A cinematic, acoustic memoir of Southern twilight. Across 11 tracks, it weaves porchlight intimacy with gospel grit, blending Chicago blues, Motown warmth, and folk storytelling into a cohesive emotional arc.

Train to Nowhere

Velvet Shadows

Thunder

3AM at the Bar

On the Porch isn’t just a record, it’s a conversation. It’s the sound of old souls and weathered hands, of stories told long after midnight under a sky full of stars. It’s music played on borrowed instruments, with creaking floorboards for percussion and a rusted steel guitar crying in the background. It’s imperfect on purpose, because so is life.

This album is about the roads that shaped us, the ones we chose and the ones that chose us. It’s about scars that never quite fade and memories that refuse to leave. It’s about love that breaks us and saves us, wars fought far from home and battles fought deep within, about grief we carry and grace we try to find along the way.

This isn’t a polished studio album meant for neon lights and perfect mixes. It’s the sound of boots on a wooden porch, of a low, raspy voice telling the truth because there’s no reason to lie anymore. It’s a celebration of the beauty in imperfection and a reminder that some of life’s greatest songs are the ones played simply, honestly, and without apology.

So pull up a chair. Pour something strong. And sit with us a while because every note, every word, and every story here was meant to be shared on the porch.

Piper in the Distance

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Tell The Truth (encore) KNOWsutra EPx9 Vol. 04 -- because I love this song, I'm finally making thematic music albums, and #truth is one of my all-time top existential kinks 🍄✨ #honestisbest

EPx9 flows Burlesque ROCK ❯ BLUES ❯ BURLESQUE (XTRA)

@bananasutra lyrics:

[08] Tell The Truth • KNOWsutra True BLUES Cover

[Intro]
I breathe before I speak.
Full lungs are silent— 
Hold it, 
feel the need fully
[Pause]
Let it release. 
Air returned, 
Life remains within me. 
Inhale,
Set the words free.

[Verse 1]
The breath is never captured, 
It just appeared to be. 
From wedges pressed in clay 
To ink ledgers on parchment 
To pixelated numbers lit on your display— Do not mistake the container for
What cannot be contained. 
The story is not the words on the page, 
Your life is not a commodity or metric,
It is not a measure of accumulated days. 
You ARE alive, right here, right now—feel it.
Will you stay?

[Hook]
All are welcome here. 
We breathe before we speak, Allow
 the pause to fill lungs— 
Hold it, feel the need fully 
Let it release. 
Air returned, 
Every moment is complete. 
Inhale, then set your words free.

[Verse 2]
I got a name, 
It’s not a number,
I'm not a number, 
Not a category. 
What's a number without a name? 
A quantity with no quality— 
It's nothing but a thought, 
And thoughts can't breathe or speak. 
My words come through me.

I got one claim: 
The name came 
Before the number, before the game.
I got two letters that reveal the spell: 
“Aleph”—“bet”, breath-to-meaning— 
Truth, “emet”, inhales and exhales “Aleph”, the breath
Remove it? 
You get “met”. 
Its meaning? Death.

I got three mothers: air, water, fire— 
Earth is the dance of their desire.
Breathe, fill with air, 
Feel lungs full, 
Heart in my chest sparks a fire In living water— 
Hold it, 
Steam rises, feel the need fully 
Release, return the air. 
Can you hear me? 
I am named, not numbered. 
I am here, not there.

[Outro/Hook]
I breathe before I speak.
Full lungs are silent— 
Hold it, 
feel the need fully 

Let it release. 
Air returned, 
Life remains within me. 
Inhale,
Set the words free.
Every moment is complete.

I Got a Name

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My songs feature original lyrics that I write myself, paired with music generated by AI based on my custom prompts. I have a deep love for melancholic, sad songs. Only recently have I discovered the beauty of expressing these words through music, and I must say, they resonate in ways I really like

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