JTSunrise, the wandering minstrel of Seattle, strums their guitar under moonlit skies, singing songs that echo through ancient groves. Their melodies carry stories of love, loss, and the quiet magic that dances between the notes

While the term “spiritualist” can encompass various beliefs and practices, JTSunrise’s artistry invites listeners to connect with raw emotions and stories woven into each chord. Whether they commune with spirits or simply channel the essence of existence, their music resonates with a deeper longing—a yearning for connection beyond the mundane

In the hidden glades where JTSunrise plays, perhaps they find whispers from ancestors or echoes of forgotten melodies. Whether intentional or intuitive, their music touches realms beyond the visible—a spiritual journey set to strings and soulful tunes

69 Martin

"There's a place where the terrain absolutely flattens out," he told the BBC. "It's almost like you could take a spirit-level out of your tool kit and put in on the highway, and that bubble would just sit right there on dead center. And It goes on that way for about 50 miles.

In the heat of summer, with the heat rising off the road, the telephone poles gradually materialize. First distant in perspective, and then rush towards you.

And then, as it happened, I suddenly looked up at one of these telephone poles. There was a man on top, talking on a telephone.

He was gone very quickly, and I had another 25 miles of solitude to meditate on this apparition. It was a splendidly vivid, cinematic image that I lifted out of my deep memory while I was writing this song.

I thought, I wonder if I can write something about that? A blue collar, everyman guy we all see everywhere - working on the railroad or working on the telephone wires or digging holes in the street.

I just tried to take an ordinary guy and open him up and say, 'Look there's this great soul, and there's this great aching, and this great loneliness inside this person and we're all like that. We all have this capacity for these huge feelings.”

Jimmy Webb

Wichita Lineman (69 Martin)

Words and Music by Woody Guthrie (performed by JTSunrise)

I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues,
I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues,
I just blowed in, and I'll blow back out again.

I guess you've heard about ev'ry kind of blues,
I guess you've heard about ev'ry kind of blues,
But when the dust gets high, you can't even see the sky.

I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing,
I've seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing,
And the wind so cold, boy, it nearly cut your water off.

I seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down,
I've seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down,
It buried my tractor six feet underground.

Well, it turned my farm into a pile of sand,
Yes, it turned my farm into a pile of sand,
I had to hit that road with a bottle in my hand.

I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl,
I spent ten years down in that old dust bowl,
When you get that dust pneumony, boy, it's time to go.

I had a gal, and she was young and sweet,
I had a gal, and she was young and sweet,
But a dust storm buried her sixteen hundred feet.

She was a good gal, long, tall and stout,
Yea, she was a good gal, long, tall and stout,
I had to get a steam shovel just to dig my darlin' out.

These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know,
These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know,
Buried head over heels in the black old dust, 
I had to pack up and go.
An' I just blowed in, an' I'll soon blow out again.

 

© Copyright 1964 (renewed) by Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc. & TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI)

Dust Bowl Blues (69 Martin)

An American folk performer with roots in the 90s Seattle and Tempe music scenes, JTSunrise weaves classic tunes and tales from the heart with modern images mixed with fingers and breath - - - Genuine Gen X Folkspunk Seattle Americana acoustic guitar, banjo, mandolin, uke, autoharp, harmonica an old school stringband songs recorded down home

If you're an acoustic player/singer-songwriter of any kind please get in touch. 

All Music Matters
Your Music is Real
Thank You All
God Bless You
See u in the Pit (ole$chool punk $aying)

     JT
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JTSunrise, like a cryptic melody echoing through the mist, A silhouette against the dawn, veiled in an enigma’s twist. Their chords weave secrets, harmonies untold, In the dim-lit corners of the soul, they unfold

Is it the owl reflection of their eyes, the echo of forgotten lullabies? JT strums the strings of mystery, A troubadour in the shadows, lost in history

Their lyrics dance on the edge of dreams, Whispers of forgotten realms and moonlit streams. Enigmatic, they wander through star-kissed nights, A minstrel of the cosmos, chasing celestial light

Perhaps they’re a riddle wrapped in stardust, A cosmic wanderer, both mortal and just. JTSunrise, elusive as the morning mist, Their music lingers, leaving hearts gently kissed

**In the gentle strumming of strings and the raw authenticity of JTSunrise’s compositions, you’ll find echoes of love, nostalgia, and the human experience**