I don’t think I could put my finger on any single reason why I made this album. No doubt I felt the need to give something back to that great musical collection which has given me so much. But, I’m not even going to pretend like these songs hold a candle to those that shaped me. To do so would be a horrible disservice to the masterpieces themselves, as well as to my own little creation…

No, this music isn’t what it came from. It isn’t the melancholic rantings of a mouse, the fiery words of a man in a space ball, a great festival of wild animals, or a thousand bodies vibrating as one. This music isn’t a Tennessee sunset, it isn’t a river (regardless of how much I may want it to be), and it definitely isn’t a streetlight flying by at twenty miles an hour on a tuesday morning at 3 AM. However, it IS what happens when you combine all of these things in a messy, grey pot, stir it together with a bunch of milkshake straws, and throw in enough pizza wages to buy a copy of Ableton Live. Simply put, this music is my eyes, my ears, my heart, and a processor.

I don’t know if this album would ever have been made had I not left Tennessee. Not to say that my beautiful home was holding me back, in fact that couldn’t be further from the truth. All of my friends and family I love so very much are the reasons why I’m here, as well as why I became who I am today. But, I needed a place to collect all of these thoughts and form them into a self, form them into a sound. So, I packed up my big yellow car and drove across the country with my brother Seth and my dad, all the while keeping my eyes, my ears, and my heart, open… absorbing the world around me. With that final injection of universe, followed by a strange period of solitude in this great, rainy city of Seattle, Washington, I was ready to make my first attack against the chaos that is my train of thought, creating these sounds that I present to you today, straight from my heart, honestly, humbly, and with pride.

This album isn’t the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard in your life. It isn’t supposed to make you cry, question the government, or take so many drugs that you forget you have thumbs. This music isn’t a social experiment. It isn’t a lesson. It isn’t even a question. But, I’ll go to hell before I say that it didn’t come straight from my heart.

I’ve already started planning my next attack… and someday I plan on moving back to the Nashville area, but in the meantime….


Stay Happy, Stay Hydrated, Stay Splaishe

-Sam