Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

thanks guys I remember the movies, at around 7-8 years old, and how all the wives in the neighborhood couldn't wait to see them. Had a friend who had Elvis lips.... he had all the girls too. It was about that time I really started getting into music, the portable transistor radio.... it was the Cre...

remember the king... I do, yeah, that king, many a mom's messiah was he remember the day, I do, hot August sun, '77 north Georgia... the boss called it a day, early, the king is dead, he said radio never lies not in Cartersville, but young and old, of our crew knew , that day the world changed, the...

I just found it t'other day. It was a dream, that evades me now. Written in prison, in the ninth year of ten. Looks to be a disturbing dream, one that wakes me. Either profoundly negative or positive, they both would wake me, and seems to mirror my Ex... Michelle, mother of our two children in the ...

belief presumed of love, of life and of light drawn to chase, the noble encounter, the noble cause of selfless deed to charge direct, the yet unknown, or the imminent by faith alone in the just, in the pure, is only worth it all in grief, consumed, in pain, in sin and insane, last in the race to fi...