Hugh and Ryan confess their love for each other 😝

X-Rated (Hugh and Ryan)

Kings Without a Crown

Rolling Through Memories

The emotional centerpiece of the album, Used delves into the commode’s deepest feelings about its role in the family prank. While it’s been passed around as a joke, the commode finally takes a stand, yearning for more than just being “another family plan.” In this powerful track, it declares its true desire—to be used as intended and to find real purpose in its life as a commode.

Used

so hard to see

Echoes of joy

DJ Leonak - Pure Leader

Checkmate By Gio

My Religion

Champagne Dreams

SouthernCookinDreams

Crank it up and hit the open road with Sunset Rides — a full-throttle country rock anthem for those who live loud and love wild. From dusty wheels spinning on back roads to golden skies that set your heart free, this track rides the line between passion and rebellion. With cold beer, loud guitars, and midnight drives, it's a celebration of living for the moment — chasing dreams under a rebel sky with the one who makes every mile count. Whether you're blasting it in a pickup or reminiscing under the stars, Sunset Rides is pure outlaw energy and love-fueled fire. Get ready to lose yourself in the ride and feel what freedom sounds like.

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Lyrics
Sunset Rides

Dusty wheels on a dirt road roll
Sunset paints the sky gold
Hands on the wheel hearts on fire
Chasing dreams never tire

Two lane highway stretching far
Radio blaring like a superstar
Cold beer and old guitars
Living large beneath the stars

Good times love and midnight drives
Pure freedom feeling so alive
Laughing loud till the morning light
Underneath that rebel sky

Her hair blowing in the breeze
Heart racing like a wild steed
Every mile feels like a song
With her smile can't go wrong

Good times love and midnight drives
Pure freedom feeling so alive
Laughing loud till the morning light
Underneath that rebel sky

Her hair blowing in the breeze
Heart racing like a wild steed
Every mile feels like a song
With her smile can't go wrong

Bonfires and moonlit nights
Hugging tight with all our might
Memories in the cool night air
Troubles vanish without a care

Good times love and midnight drives
Pure freedom feeling so alive
Laughing loud till the morning light
Underneath that rebel sky

Keywords
country rock anthem, open road freedom, dusty wheels spinning, golden skies, passion and rebellion, midnight drives, cold beer, loud guitars, chasing dreams, rebel sky, love-fueled fire, outlaw energy, pickup truck, wild love, pure freedom

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Sunset Rides

Still Here, Still Trying is a record about what it really feels like to carry the weight.
Leadership, fatherhood, marriage — showing up, holding it together, keeping your people safe.
The responsibility to stay strong, even when you feel anything but.

This album is about that quiet fight.
The pressure of being the one who’s supposed to keep moving forward, even on the days when the ground feels shaky beneath you.
It’s about doubt. About failing forward. About learning that strength doesn’t always look like confidence — sometimes it looks like exhaustion and still choosing to stay.

These songs live in the space between love and pressure. Between exhaustion and hope. Between being who you want to be and fearing you’ll never quite measure up.
They speak to the weight of holding a family together while trying to hold yourself together too.
But more than anything, they’re about staying.
Choosing home. Choosing love.
Choosing to keep trying.

The bonus track at the end — “I See You (Even When You Don’t)” — is from her side of the story.
It’s a reminder that the people who love us see through the armor, through the weight, through the bullshit.
They know how hard we’re trying.
They love us for it anyway.

Still here. Still fighting. Still trying.

Home at the End of the Day

Abstract confessional pieces, lilting melancholy, tumbling.

Echoes of joy

Grace Turner

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