wonderful music ..so powerful and beautiful

Hip and Cool 32

Little Bother (feat. Fousheé)

Supermodels

A Good Thing

Kill Your Pain (with King Princess)

Skin

Blame Jocelyn

Jocelyn

girlfriend ..

Sunday (1994)

Blossom

It's ok I'm ok

erase u

this is what forever feels like

Weird World

Pushing Daisies

Fig Tree

Forever Is A Feeling

Bullseye

“They said the blues were six feet under. We’re still dancin’ on the dirt.”

Six Feet Above the Blues is a 15-track resurrection of grit, ghosts, and grit-your-teeth redemption. Born from rusted strings, roadside sermons, and moonshine confessions, this debut album blends Southern Gothic storytelling with boot-stomping energy and the haunted soul of outlaw folk.

Through swamp fog and shotgun sermons, you’ll meet:

A hollow-eyed preacher who barters salvation in shadows

A hellhound more loyal than any man

A banjo cursed with blood

And a narrator who swears “God Don’t Ride Shotgun”

Whether it’s the eerie waltz of “Rattlesnake Waltz,” the foot-stomping fury of “Train Don’t Stop for Sinners,” or the rowdy last call in “Ashes in the Ale,” this record walks the line between sin and salvation — and leans hard toward the former.

Fueled by banjo, bowed bass, gang vocals, and enough smoke to choke a saint, this is music for the outlaws, the almost-gone, and the ones who never stayed buried.

🪕 Come raise a glass with the damned — you’re only six feet above the blues, after all.
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Train Don't Stop for Sinners

written by s. holden jaffe & gabe goodman
produced by s. holden jaffe, gabe goodman & mike adubato
mixed by andy baldwin
mastered by john greenham


i do not want to fight this anymore
i just want to lay back and watch you pin me to the bed
i used to call you my best friend way back before you were my everything
now i’m sucking your neck

and you wrote my favorite song
now i’m fucked up and carrying on
i do not know the words to it yet, oh

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

yeah

tell me that nobody else touches you like i do, like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me
tell me that nobody else touches you like i do, like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me

you’re pulling on my habit lines
the more i smoke the more i find
i can’t just fall asleep instead
and you’re not my protector i hope you know it wasn’t her
that kept me off your side of the bed, oh 

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

you’re in his living room
and it may not mean much you
but your plates are in his sink
and your sweater’s on his bed
won’t you text me when you’re home
my baby, spare me all the rest

please just tell me that nobody else touches you like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

Ode to a Conversation Stuck in Your Throat

I like to find the cool vibes in music! Trance/Electronic/Indie. Anything that sounds good and gives me goosebumps! You know who you are out there!

Blossom

Sunday (1994)

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