Maybe I should come clean – I lie. A lot. About little things, crap that doesn’t really matter. And some things that do.
What’s wrong with me? Not really sure, but there it is, so I wrote a song about it.
And then noticed that Yeah, it’s that time again. That time when I’ve got a lot of songs and need to roll them up and drop them – like a bad habit – in one package.
And as I looked over the songs that make up this new LP, they bear witness to it, that lie thing – I’ve never had a run-in with a lady in a Lexus. I’m not in a relationship with someone where we major in the minors. I’m not someone’s target. Etc.
I’ll cry artistic license, leave it at that. Maybe that’s all there is to it?
Dropping 6/25/25, the track list for this collection of lies goes like:
Well Kept Lies
Your Fuse
I Heard A Party Song
Gotta Get Outta The House
Majoring in the Minors
Your Target
Lady in a Lexus
Presave here if you’re willing.