This album is a raw, unfiltered journey through pressure, resistance, and self-worth. From cold grind anthems to militant group chants, it calls out hate, silence, exploitation, and systems built to erase people, while refusing to disappear. It’s about working through exhaustion, standing firm in the face of racism and division, embracing the struggle instead of romanticizing it, and choosing to be seen when the world would rather you disappear. No rescue, no saviors, just discipline, presence, and the reminder that you matter more than they ever gave you credit for.

Album release date: 13 February 2026

Smoke & Honey is a love letter to the golden age of American soul and blues — a journey through smoky bars, quiet mornings, city nights, and redemption hymns. Spanning the grit of 1950s Chicago blues, the fire of 1960s gospel-soul, and the tenderness of 1970s singer-songwriter warmth, this album traces the road from heartbreak to healing with unfiltered honesty.

Every track is steeped in analog warmth and human imperfection — upright bass hum, tremolo guitars, Hammond swells, and voices that sound lived-in and real. From the sultry swing of “Barefoot in the Kitchen” to the reflective grace of “Goodnight, My Soul,” this record moves like a story told across decades — where love, mercy, and resilience all live in the same chord.

On the Porch isn’t just a record, it’s a conversation. It’s the sound of old souls and weathered hands, of stories told long after midnight under a sky full of stars. It’s music played on borrowed instruments, with creaking floorboards for percussion and a rusted steel guitar crying in the background. It’s imperfect on purpose, because so is life.

This album is about the roads that shaped us, the ones we chose and the ones that chose us. It’s about scars that never quite fade and memories that refuse to leave. It’s about love that breaks us and saves us, wars fought far from home and battles fought deep within, about grief we carry and grace we try to find along the way.

This isn’t a polished studio album meant for neon lights and perfect mixes. It’s the sound of boots on a wooden porch, of a low, raspy voice telling the truth because there’s no reason to lie anymore. It’s a celebration of the beauty in imperfection and a reminder that some of life’s greatest songs are the ones played simply, honestly, and without apology.

So pull up a chair. Pour something strong. And sit with us a while because every note, every word, and every story here was meant to be shared on the porch.

Back Against the Wall is an outlaw-country record built on grit, scars, and resilience. It’s the story of holding on when the world tries to break you — of finding freedom in dirt roads, family, memory, and truth, even when the weight of survival presses hard.

The album opens with “Dirt Roads and Dogs”, a free-spirited escape into the country soul, before diving into the raw defiance of “Frankly, I Don’t Give a Damn.” Tracks like “Sunday Porchlight” and “The Sky Remembers” provide heart and reflection, anchoring the record in stories of grace and memory. “We Were Soldiers Too” serves as its haunting tribute, honoring sacrifice and courage with reverence.

The title track “Back Against the Wall” and “The Last Free Thinker” drive the album’s rebellious core, confronting modern struggles and the cost of survival with unflinching honesty. To balance the fire, “Pickin’ Trouble” delivers rowdy bluegrass energy, while “Let ’Em Be Kids” strips back the noise to remind us what’s worth protecting.

Together, these songs form a litany of truth: that even in chaos and collapse, there’s defiance, there’s love, and there’s still something worth standing for. Back Against the Wall is not just an album — it’s an outlaw hymnbook for hard times.

Hidden in Rage is an explosive blend of rap and metal that channels fury into truth and survival. Across its tracks, the album tears open the wounds of war, poverty, corruption, ignorance, and betrayal — but beneath the chaos, it finds resilience and purpose.

From the haunting scars of “Alone in Darkness” to the relentless fight of “This Knight Fights On”, the record speaks to those who’ve been knocked down yet refuse to surrender. “Greed Is God” and “No Limits to My Rage” rage against systems that profit from human suffering, while “Stupidity’s Not the Killer It Should Be” takes aim at ignorance dragging humanity backward. “We Might Be Robots” reclaims science and technology as forces of liberation, and “Empty Vessel” finds peace in letting go of pain and choosing happiness. Finally, “Nowhere to Belong” confronts the human cost of homelessness, searching for a place to call home in a world that turns its back.

Crushing riffs, rapid-fire bars, guttural screams, and soaring choruses make Hidden in Rage both a weapon and a refuge — music for the voiceless, the fighters, the survivors. It’s a soundtrack for rebellion, but also for healing, reminding us that even in rage, we can find strength, solidarity, and hope.

Alone with My Thoughts is a raw, unflinching dive into the fractures of modern life — a heavy alternative rock record where personal battles collide with collective struggles. Each track is a confession, a warning, or a rallying cry, drenched in distortion and carried on riffs that hit as hard as the truths inside them.

“In Search of Heroes,” is a tragic yet defiant anthem about the everyday fight for dignity and decency. “Sunflowers Standing in Fire” takes resilience as its theme, turning the image of a flower rising from ashes into a symbol of unbreakable hope. “Love Rot” rips through the illusions of romance, exposing the chains, lies, and barbed wire of broken promises.

On “Imposter Syndrome,” isolation is sharpened to a blade — a robot behind a human face, lost in a crowd yet more alone than ever. “Dance Robot Dance” confronts the chaos of misinformation and the rise of machines, mocking our complacency as technology seizes the stage. “Pushing the Limits” explodes as a defiant anthem of persistence, scars and failures forged into fire that burns every obstacle away. The record closes with “My Best Friends the Dead,” a haunting reminder that the voices of the lost still speak — urging us to live, to savor, to resist the emptiness of wasted time.

Together, these songs form a cathartic portrait of a world teetering between collapse and rebirth, between despair and defiance. Alone with My Thoughts is heavy, haunting, and human — a soundtrack for those who battle in silence but refuse to break.

Common Bridges is a collection of songs about the ties that hold us together — across generations, across struggles, across the places we call home. It’s an album built on honesty, grit, and hope, carrying the spirit of country, gospel, and soul into one powerful story.

From the barroom anthems of “Butte USA” and “Old Montana” to the mountain reflections of “Above the Clouds,” these songs honor the land and the people who shaped it. “The Old Soldier” tells of brotherhood, sacrifice, and survival, while “One Life to Hold” and “In Another Life” remind us to cherish joy, learn from regret, and keep moving forward. “Time to Give a Damn” is a gospel-soul rallying cry to reclaim compassion and common sense, while “Ain’t No Need” offers peace in knowing that bitterness and hate only hold us back.

With outlaw country swagger, gospel fire, and the honesty of mountain folk, Common Bridges is more than an album — it’s a journey across the divides of pain and pride toward the places where we still meet, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart.

My Soul Hurts Every Day is a record born out of grit, truth, and a longing for something better. It’s a blues-funk-gospel fusion album that stares hard at the world as it is, while refusing to stop dreaming of what it could be. Each track is raw and unfiltered, carrying the pulse of stomping Delta blues, the fire of gospel revival, the swagger of funk, and the cry of soul.

The title track, “My Soul Hurts Every Day,” is a haunting lament — a Delta blues hymn for an age worn thin by hate and division. “Hiding in Plain Sight” picks up that thread, a hypnotic chant about dreamers and innovators fighting to break through the shadows of greed and control. “The Digital Life” flips the perspective, letting a robot’s voice sing out against misinformation and fear, reminding us that humans and machines are stronger together.

“I Want My Freedom Back” kicks with modern funk and hip-hop swagger, a demand for truth and liberation in the face of manipulation and control. “The Lord Can Wait” brings a playful gospel-blues energy, a joyful anthem about seizing life’s moments and living without fear. “Desire” leans into smoky Chicago blues, exploring the storm of passion and longing that consumes the human heart.

Science and truth take center stage in “Periodic Blues,” a gritty blues-rock call to protect knowledge for the good of all humankind. The fire burns hotter in “Take That Small Man Energy and Shove It,” a funk-soul powerhouse that takes aim at judgment, greed, and ego with humor and raw defiance. And the record closes with “Sunrise Above the Clouds” — a gospel-soaked blues ballad that lifts the listener up, celebrating life, love, and the beauty of every breath.

My Soul Hurts Every Day is more than an album — it’s a cry from the soul, a stomp in the dirt, a prayer, a shout, and a call to rise. It’s music for dark days and bright mornings, for the broken and the hopeful, for anyone who believes the blues still has the power to heal and to fight.