Growing up, our kitchen was a battlefield. The signal to batten down the hatches? Dad’s lunch pail, landing with the force of righteous thunder on the chipped counter. That clanging thermos had more authority than the President. “This is my house,” he’d declare, chest out, sweat still fresh on his brow. “I pay the bills. I’m the boss.�… Read More

???? Roy Dawson and THE ROYELVISBAND Are Riding the Storm With Soul, Grit, and “Brass Balls”By Rolling Stone Staff – Music, Life & LegendsWhen you hear Roy Dawson sing, you're not just hearing music—you’re hearing someone who’s been through it, walked through fire, and came out with a guitar in one hand and truth in the other. A soulful… Read More

The Fool, The Heart, and The Price We PayEverybody plays the fool sometime. There’s a truth in that, as plain as the sun setting in the west. You’ve seen it. I’ve seen it. We’ve all seen it. The fool is not a fool because of ignorance but because of the simple, human act of trusting. Trusting in dreams that fade before our eyes, in hearts t… Read More