For nearly twenty years, I kept a collection of songs locked away in the dark. They were written between 2004 and 2007, after the devastating loss of my fiancée, Joanna, in March of ’04. For a long time, dusting them off felt like opening a wound I wasn’t sure I could survive again. The hurt behind these tracks isn’t a concept; it’s the reality of a life that was shattered in a single moment.
But here’s the thing about music: it’s a place to cry, a place to bleed, and ultimately – a place to heal.
I’m releasing Coyote Chronicles not for a chart position or a radio play, but because when I step up to the microphone, I owe you the truth. If you’re going to listen to me sing, you need to know that this isn’t an act. I don’t like to sing about sorrow; but know when I do, the weight of it in comes from deepest part of my soul.
From the desolation of tracks like “Meet My New Friend Misery” to the complex survival of “Living Without You” and the raw confusion of “How Can You Love Me,” this album is a sonic timeline of grief, anger, and the messy, process of trying to move forward when the ground is gone.
This album is for the ones who know that country music isn’t always about the party. Sometimes, it’s just the only friend available at 3 AM when the rest of the world cannot relate.
This is my real backstory, this is Coyote Chronicles.
