05/15/2026
You know how they called Springsteen, Petty, and Mellencamp “Heartland Rock”?
This album I’m making is Wasteland Rock.
I replaced small-town, blue-collar dreams with the desperate optimism of people surviving, against all odds, in a city ruled by greed, a country in end-stage decline. It’s power. Love, death, and revolution.
It’s a braided, ensemble tale:
Dev and Orion are star-crossed; a Darlington can’t love a Sumner. The passion between them could kill them both.
Llewelyn hasn’t been back to Beggartown in years. He’s learned that you can’t outrun demons you’ve summoned yourself. Now he’s coming home to make a wish.
The Witness doesn’t understand. Why he keeps seeing it. Why he seems to flit in and out of their lives like a phantom cameraman. What he is, what he learns … he prays there are answers.
These poor bastards of Beggartown.
14 tracks (plus plenty of bonus content).
An accompanying anthology of short stories and poetry, of art by people I admire.
Maybe a live stage adaptation? That would be the dream, to stage it like a musical theatre piece, with a cast and a live band. But certainly, a staged concert with crossover elements.
It’s the most ambitious thing I’ve ever done. I’m going to need so much help.
Counting on you, in fact.
