Name: And So I Know by Philip Winterbone
Duration: 2 min 4 s
Description: A Stone Temple Pilots song I recorded on the day Scott Weiland died. For several years I was his personal assistant and we spent a lot of time together touring and at his home and studio in Los Angeles. Scott and his music have had a profound impact on my life.

“A Song No One Hears” is a tender and introspective acoustic folk ballad, baroque in tone and lyrical in spirit. Set against soft fingerpicked guitar and delicate strings, it tells the story of a song meant for no one—and yet sung with quiet conviction. Melancholic yet warm, the music captures the quiet power of expression, even when unheard. It is a gentle ode to solitude, memory, and the unseen resonance of the soul.

A Song No One Hears

Remember_ from lyrics of 91 with a 25 hint

les lourds chante avec la lune



    Hope and Freedom

D, Gx3, D, A 
One cannot live without hope 
One cannot live without freedom 
I hope I can take your pain away 
Can’t wait for the freedom to get back what’s mine 
I feel good because I have hope for the future 

G, A, Bm, A
Looking up at the stars reminding each other that we are a gas of light
Take a small step 
Towards my goals 
I believe that the future is great 
As long as I see your light shine bright 
Creativity to express your hope 
And your dreams of the future 


I know that freedom is here
As long as I look up at the stars 
And feel the rays of the sun 
I’ll be alright

I can feel that I’m still here and present 
I will persist through the struggles 
Because I have hope 
Show me what’s underneath 
To find your harmony 
Sing sing sing a song
La La La La La 




Hope and Freedom E 08-01-25

A Stone Temple Pilots song I recorded on the day Scott Weiland died. For several years I was his personal assistant and we spent a lot of time together touring and at his home and studio in Los Angeles. Scott and his music have had a profound impact on my life.

And So I Know

This intimate six-track EP explores identity, values, and simple truths through a country lens. At its heart is a heartfelt tribute to Dolly Parton, celebrating her authenticity and generous spirit that defines the best of country tradition.
The collection weaves together personal reflections on finding yourself, choosing substance over superficiality, and the relationships that sustain us. Each song asks fundamental questions: Who are we when everything falls away? What legacy do we leave? How do we stay true while growing?
Musically, the EP embraces classic country storytelling with warm, acoustic-driven arrangements - like front-porch conversations set to melody. The production stays intimate and organic, allowing space for the vulnerable truth-telling that country music does best.
Themes: Authenticity vs. pretense, wisdom in simplicity, honoring trailblazers, small-town values in a big world, and the courage to be genuinely yourself.
Country music for anyone needing to remember what really matters - whether you're a lifelong fan or just need "a little country" wisdom in your life.

[DAUGHTER]
"Dad... you never really talk about the old days...
What were you like... before?"

[FATHER ]
"Before what, sweetheart?"

[SON]
"Before you settled down... before me and Jess... when you were... you know... out there."

[FATHER]
Started out with no name worth keeping
Just a poncho and a bad attitude
Drifted into towns like smoke
Left the same way
Nobody asked questions
I didn't offer answers
Back then I thought mystery
Was the same thing as strength
Turns out it was just loneliness
Dressed up fancy

[DAUGHTER]
"Were you scared?"

[FATHER]
"Every day

[DAUGHTER]
But fear keeps you alive
Out there"


[FATHER]
I collected dollars
And enemies
Sometimes it was hard
To tell the difference
The good, the bad, the ugly...
I've been all three
Depending on who was asking
And what day it was
Your hands remember
Every trigger pulled
Even when your mind
Tries to forget

[DAUGHTER]
"Do you regret it?"

[FATHER]
Regret's a luxury
I couldn't afford then
Now...
Now I got time for it"
Somewhere along the way
I stopped being the man
With no name
Started being the man
With too many names
Legend, killer
Hero, villain
Depends on who's telling the story
But out here
With you
With this fire
With this coffee that tastes
Like morning instead of whiskey...

I'm just your dad
And that's the only name
That matters anymore

[DAUGHTER]
"Are you happy now?"

[FATHER]
"Happy's another luxury
I'm learning to afford
One cup of coffee at a time"

The frontier's gone now
Towns got names
Roads got signs
Law's got rules

But sitting here
With you asking questions
I never learned to answer...

Maybe this is what
I was riding toward
All along

[DAUGHTER ]
"Will you tell me more stories sometime?"

[FATHER]
"Yeah, sweetheart
I reckon I will"

A Little Country (One)

The Only Name That Matters

This piece began as a reflection on age, wonder, and the universe. It carries the bittersweet truth that some of us may not live to see the answers we’ve always longed for the moment the sky finally “answers back.”

But it’s also a message of hope. Our place isn’t measured only by lifetimes. It’s carried forward in the songs we write, in the questions we refuse to let go of, and in the wonder we pass down.

The closing nod to Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star reminds us that curiosity is timeless from the child’s lullaby to the elder’s last reflection, we are joined by a shared yearning to understand.

This isn’t just about stars. It’s about legacy, belonging, and the truth that even if we don’t grow into tomorrow ourselves, a part of us will.

Some of us are too late in the day
To see the gates swing open
To watch the sky answer back

But we’ve left our fingerprints
On the glass of the telescope
Our breath fogging the lens
For the next set of eyes

The truth is our place
Isn’t just measured in lifetimes
It’s carried forward in songs
In questions that refuse to die
In the wonder we hand down

So even if I don’t grow into that tomorrow
A part of me will
In the echoes, in the chords
In the starlight that remembers
We once asked

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are

Oh, how we wonder

Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star
How I wonder what you are

Oh how we wonder
What you are

Yes we wonder

Footnote to the Stars

Quiet Places

Flower is a song by Amos Lee that always moved me because of how honest and simple it is. In this version, I wanted to keep that feeling but also make it my own.

I recorded it with acoustic guitar, harmonica, and organ — keeping it intimate and real. It’s not about copying, it’s about singing it from who I am.
Every word I sang believing what the song says: that love, even through fear or loneliness, is still a real force.

Basadas y Covers I

Flower

Mirror of Lies

Broken Window Effect by Molly Thomas.mp3

Philip Winterbone is a singer-songwriter whose music carries the weight of lived experience — stories of loss, survival, and the search for meaning. Blending raw acoustic folk with echoes of rock and soul, his songs channel the spirit of Townes Van Zandt, Blaze Foley, and Scott Weiland — artists who shaped his journey as both a performer and a witness to the darker edges of life.

After years touring and working closely with Scott Weiland, Philip turned inward, crafting songs that balance vulnerability with grit. His music is stripped down and unpolished by design — a voice and guitar laying bare truth, pain, and moments of fragile hope.

Based in Oklahoma, Philip writes not for trends but for connection. Each track is a piece of memoir, a reminder that the beauty in music lies not in perfection, but in honesty.

And So I Know

Philip Winterbone

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