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An ode to New York City, as well as to the hometowns from which many a New Yorker moved, Never Make It Home is melancholy, but hopeful, song about the trade-offs between leaving and staying.

This is for my father, I love you and miss you.

The end

A song dedicated to all those struggling.

This is a blues song that laments the startling sudden, and recent, death of truth in modern Western culture. Whether you feel that it died at the hands of the media, the Internet, shallow self-serving politicians, or their followers, we can all agree that it’s fatally wounded. The music for this song needs gravel and anger, but should also evoke an arm-around-a-stranger’s-neck sing along at an Irish Bar, as if we’re partying at our own wake.