BRING HOME THE
BACON
about me
I’m not a particularly bright or well-spoken man so I’ll keep this brief:
The noise of this world has a way of slowly seeping in and strangling you like that thick Florida swamp summer air. You can get used to it, you can pretend it doesn’t exist, but odds are its gonna build up until you can’t take it no more.
So what do you do then? Well, you let it all go and jump in a cool river or lake. You scream and shout as loud as you can and shake it all off, and after that… you can laugh.
That’s my music, to me. Hope it can mean something to you too.
