JP Music

06/01/2026

The ending is absolutely hilarious!
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05/31/2026

I forget about songs sometimes. This one is just a beautiful reflection of time past.

One of my early songs, written in 2001. Times have changed, the river's path has changed. But my fondness for Mary Magers, the love for the Frio and the vo...

05/30/2026

My chōjo
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05/26/2026

People often ask folks that play music, “where they got it from?” 🎶 Some say they don’t know, because they just took trumpet in band as an elective and suddenly they love playing music. Some say, “I think I got it from my Pawpaw.”
I got it from my Mama. There was always a piano in the house. There was always music playing, in the house. In the car, music, and always singing.
It was at my Mema, my great grandmother‘s Piper organ, where I got a lot of encouragement, just out of the pure love of the lady’s heart. In her later years, I would babysit her and play Bluegrass music for her, old gospel songs. She would tell me stories about the old camp towns around Atlanta, Texas where she would go with her grandfather Elijah Purdu and camp and sit around the fire and sing hymnals. Those moments would lead to just some of the most glorious stories.
My grandmother on my mom’s side, was apparently as crazy as I am and loved music.
My beautiful grandmother, Grace, my first Sunday school teacher, was a true soprano in church. Her voice, carried among dozens of ladies, who in five piece harmony could just bring you to tears. I actually am happy to announce that we have someone who sings just like her in our church now. I don’t know who she is yet, but I will find her. I can hear my grandmother through her voice every Sunday. 
Then there’s my somewhat famous great grandfather Christopher Bergmann Jr., who played in the Boerne Village Band in the early late 19th century, the Sabinal German Village Band in 20th century . He played baritone, he played tuba, he played the squeeze box, he played the coronet. I can’t tell you how beautiful it is to play music on Main Street, Hauptstraßen as they say around here and think about 100 years ago 150 years ago, some money in my family played along Hauptstraßen.
From what I understand, part of the Bergmann clan that left Ebbersbach went to Pennsylvania and then New York, where one of them help to start and expand the New York Philharmonic where he was a conductor for 21 years.
I got da music in me!

05/26/2026

05/26/2026

With Ray LaMontagne – I just got recognized as one of his top 43 fans! There are only 50 of us or so. Which is nice. WHOA

05/25/2026

I cannot begin to understand the dreaded feeling of loss that one would encounter with the loss of loved one so dear. I don’t want to imagine the hurting pain that I would feel at the loss of someone who fought next to me when they lost their lives for others. To me that is inconceivable. And I can only pray for families who have to live with this loss every day. I pray for the comrades of those who have fallen and felt this loss. Their friends, their children; to us they are our patriots. They go to war for everyone’s freedom, those they’ve never met. No matter how hard the neoliberal and neoconservative movements or the global communist try and take our land? They will never be able to pull America out of our hearts.

05/23/2026

This is for all the other Skedaddlers out there enjoying the rain. Or maybe one of you out there it just needs a little pick me up. God loves you. And he wants to “show you.”

05/23/2026

Enjoy 40-something JP. When Ray played this during the tour, no one spoke. Not a peep out of the audience. The poetry just swept you to the imagery, and you were there. Saw him twice that tour. His other song, Rock and Roll and Radio, same thing. You could hear a mouse's pin drop when he pulled up on the first string.
Ray LaMontagne WINTER BIRDS

Ray LaMontagne is an incredible songwriter. His songs paint a picture like very few can render with words. Hope you like it.