Shedding light and insights on my new release, “Everything”.
This week my new single is set to release, let’s talk about it.
Everything transforms into something beautiful, so true especially when it comes to old home recordings. The initial recording came back to life from an old unearthed demo that I tracked before the pandemic lockdown. It was a project that I was calling “Spirit Animal Tattoo“ for a while, problem is, none of those songs were ever completed. Reminder to self: complete that shit in 2024. I forgot about the recording for sometime, then rediscovered it as I was moving music to a new recording computer. I noticed two muted, unnamed tracks that ended up being my friend Mike Pritchard’s brilliant keyboard takes. The rest, shall we say was history. Lyrics wrote themselves.
Our ability to find beauty in the world around us is a gift. It’s the very definition of art, and at the core of thinking that translates tragedy, pain, and loss into something that helps us grow. ‘Everything’ is a nod to this gift, written for those who see riches where others would only see nothing and the creator in every single one of us.
Let us begin with the lyrics…
With the ocean in my eyes, feet in the sand
One last step and it’s goodbye to dry land
Feel the cold water flow, when I’ve never felt more alone
Everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Full moon fades out in the west, it’s time to take a deep breath
Get down beneath the wave out the other side
Get ready for the very next set, hear my heart beating out my chest
Everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
See the fire of the sun fill the evening sky
When we get together guaranteed good times
Got a good thing going, there’s no denying
Baby do your thing, I’ll do mine
Baby do your thing, I’ll do mine
Baby do your thing, I’ll do mine
Surrounded by the sun and the ocean
Ain’t nothing like right here & right now
Tuned in to right here & right now
Feel so high right here besides you
I don’t ever want to come back down
Deep dark eyes to the skies, strong wings above the sand
One last leap and it’s goodbye to the sea and sand
Let your voice be a whispered prayer, let your love always be there
Let everything transform into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Lord, I’ve see how you’ve grown, how you’ve never felt more at home
In skin all your own, yet so much like your mom
I watched since you’re a baby girl
You mean everything in this world
Everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
Say everything transforms into something beautiful
There you have it, there’s not really that much to talk about beyond the simplicity of a man writing and singing about what inspires him in life. The ocean, my wife, my kids. It’s my prayer and homage to the surf lifestyle, and to raising warm loving human beings as children.
When writing the song, I had just recently returned from a trip to see family for the holidays. Pennsylvania is where I was born and raised, and it’s a whirlwind every time I go back. Gotta love Philadelphia. I seen that city’s ups and downs over the years, and from what I see, it’s as good as it’s ever been. Not to say that there are not huge swaths of PA that have fallen into neglect with zero prospects or opportunity, just saying it’s not as rough as I remember it being as a kid in the 70s and 80s.
One of the perks of visiting home, is the muse like connection I have to the cities on the eastern seaboard. When you come from a mill town in PA, all eyes are on Philly, NYC, and Washington DC. If my story is a reflection of my surroundings, then the cityscapes we’re talking about are Philadelphia, New York City, Bar Harbor, and San Diego. I was drawn to these cities like a moth to a flame, they represented high adventure to me. They were everything I wasn’t, due to the fact that I was raised a farm boy. Cities tamed my wildness for a time, their museums, cathedrals, urban architecture, and transit systems set my imagination on fire. From a rural background, going to NYC was the spiritual equivalent to climbing Mount Everest.
While my roots are country, America’s cities have housed my dreams and ambitions. Here in lies my path to a life in art and music. Probably the first steps were on the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Followed by a walk through the living heart and the planetarium at the Benjamin Franklin Museum.
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