Bleedin For Yeh

This song was written and recorded by Tommy "Mugs" Cain and Brett Walker for Tommy's wife Tyra for their 24th wedding anniversary. It features Perry Coleman on lead vocal and brother Jonathan Cain on keyboards. Engineered by David Kalmusky and recorded at Addiction Sound Studio Nashville TN.

Every Anniversary Featuring Perry Coleman

She still remembers a time that was uncomplicated. As sure as the sunrise, she has seen things you will never see. Losses and sorrow make up her strength. But oh, how much both demand their toll. She is still fighting. It is better to know that there is still life in her.

She still remembers a time,

Pocketful of Stars (Read, Steady Eddie Version)

Do It For Love

Do It For Love (Radio Mix)

Softly Falling Snow is a serene a cappella piece by Quarry Studios, weaving four-part harmony with the gentle hush of winter. Voices blend like snowflakes drifting in the night, illuminated by the warmth of light and the promise of peace. A timeless carol for reflection, reverence, and the quiet beauty of the season.

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#Noël #ChantChoral #Neujahrsmusik #ChorGesang #Navidad #MúsicaCoral

Softly Falling Snow

When Love Just Slips Away (1)

This isn't a love song
I'm not waiting by your window
The tea went cold an hour ago
You're not coming, that's alright

This isn't a memoir
I don't keep your letters
I don't count the ways you said nothing
I don't care if you meant it

This isn't goodbye
Just a now without a tomorrow
Just a sky without a forecast
Just a name

I'm not saying
Saying soon

This isn't a love song
I'm not waiting by your window
The tea went cold an hour ago
You're not coming, that's alright

This isn't a memoir
I don't keep your letters
I don't count the ways you said nothing
I don't care if you meant it

This isn't goodbye
Just a now without a tomorrow
Just a sky without a forecast
Just a name

I'm not saying
Saying soon

(Not) a Love Song

Tell Me

Cryin’ in the Rain

Bitter Cold

Cold in the Bones

Ash in Me Lungs

A Buck Ramble Christmas: Festival of Lights 

A lost rider and a singing companion are swept into the oldest story ever told.

After a desperate ride through a midnight storm, Buck Ramble and his faithful tenor companion arrive on the outskirts of Bethlehem just as the angel appears to the shepherds. They were never meant to be there—yet somehow they are. Their arrival shifts the story, and the angel turns to confront them. If they want the world to remain whole, they must remain and make it right.

What follows is a sacred western journey seen through the eyes of a man and his horse who never expected to witness a miracle. They follow the angel’s command to Jerusalem, where the Festival of Lights fills the Temple with fire and song. There, in the arms of an old man named Simeon, they behold the Child who would someday call Himself the Light of the World.

The encounter changes everything. They ride back not with answers but with peace—carrying a quiet flame that was never theirs to earn. The final songs are not about what happened, but what remains: light for the weary, mercy for the broken, and peace for every stranger still out on the road.

Part Christmas album, part biblical epic, part sacred western myth, Festival of Lights is the story of a man and his horse who stumbled into prophecy by accident—and stayed long enough to be transformed.

Summary Themes:

Doubt & faith

Accident & providence

Smallness & glory

Light carried through darkness

The gentleness of redemption

The way God works in ordinary men

Tone:

Cinematic, reverent, frontier, mid-century hymn, sacred Americana, biblical poetry, quiet emotional catharsis.

This isn’t just a Christmas album.
It’s a pilgrimage.
And somewhere in its journey, the listener finds themselves in the story too.

Toward the Temple

You came home smelling like midnight sin
Lipstick drips and a bottle of gin
You said, baby, I was lost in the rain
But I know that storm by another name

I wiped the table, set your plate
Fooling my heart while you came in late
But silent screams louder than a fire
And love don't hide in the dead of night

Just one more lie, and I’ll be gone
I'll trade your golds for a brand new dawn
You held my soul like a cigarette, burning slow
And then you left, so say you're alive, I’ll drive my eye
But boy, I won't stay
For just one more lie

I wore the dress you used to praise
Hung my smile in your smoky haze
But even the blues get tired of pain
And I ain't dancing through your shame

Just one more lie, and I'll be gone
I’ll find the lie, where you belong
You played your hand, now let me be, I'm walking out
Finally free, so say you're alive and wave goodbye
I'm done believing
Just one more lie

Nina Blaze - Just One More Lie / Lyrics

A Treatise on Western Christmas in the 21st Century
is a candid, theologically grounded journey through the way American Christians misunderstand, sentimentalize, and sometimes even distort the season meant to proclaim Christ’s Incarnation. Inspired by the artist’s 2014 blog post confronting the clichés and contradictions surrounding modern Christmas observance, the album unfolds like a Lutheran sermon: the first five tracks reveal the Law, exposing our blindness, pride, impatience, and misplaced zeal; the final two tracks announce the Gospel, where hope breaks through and Christ stands at the center.

This is not a cozy Christmas record. It is a clarifying one.

The opening tracks pull apart the seasonal glitter to show the truth beneath:

Born to Die confronts the heart of the Incarnation — not sentiment, but sin. Christ came because we needed saving, not decorating.

So This Ain’t Christmas laments the disappearance of Advent in a culture demanding joy without repentance, light without darkness, and salvation without cost.

Idol Talk challenges soft, surface-level faith by exposing the irony of rejecting symbols of Christ’s suffering while embracing polished, porcelain nativity scenes.

The War critiques the impulse to fight public battles over slogans and displays while neglecting the deeper spiritual war waged in our hearts, homes, and churches.

Put the X Back in Christmas dismantles outrage culture with humor and historical clarity, reminding listeners that “X” is not a removal of Christ but an ancient confession of Him.

Together, these five tracks operate as the mirror of the Law, revealing the spiritual condition beneath our cultural habits — our impatience, our ignorance, our pride, and our longing for a Christmas that affirms us instead of saving us.

Then, the tone shifts:

Joy Has Broken Through the Night begins the Gospel turn, echoing the prophets who sang of dawn while standing in darkness. Hope doesn’t erase sorrow; it breaks into it.

Behold, the Lamb Has Come completes the arc with a sweeping, hymn like proclamation of Christ’s coming — from Genesis’ promised Seed, to Isaiah’s Light, to Malachi’s rising Sun, to Revelation’s enthroned Lamb. It is the Gospel in full: the Christ who entered weakness, bore our griefs, conquered the enemy, and will be confessed as Lord by every knee and every tongue.

By structuring the album this way — Law leading to Gospel — the record becomes both a theological statement and an artistic one. It exposes us so that Christ may comfort us. It tears down our false visions of Christmas so that the true Christ may stand in their place.

A Treatise on Western Christmas in the 21st Century is not an attack on culture.
It is a call to remember that the manger leads to the cross, the cross to the empty tomb, and the empty tomb to the everlasting kingdom of the Lamb.

It is Christmas, re-centered.

So This Ain’t Christmas

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Ash in Me Lungs

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