JCCutter usually walks the dusty roads of faith and survival, but on "Tequila at Dawn", he has decided to sprint into the nearest dive bar and lock the door behind him. For a songwriter known for cataloging the endurance of the human spirit, this single acts as a release valve a pressure release that exchanges profound contemplation for a shot glass and a stomp. https://open.spotify.com/track/1sZE5Vqn1MFKbOAf9gpTOE?si=2c8b05245f554b40 The...

It's like discovering a rogue disco ball hidden in a forgotten record store, except instead of dusty surfaces, it’s polished chrome reflecting pure, unadulterated energy. We know absolutely nothing about Frank, and honestly? I think I prefer it that way. This track drops, a single, not some bloated album-behemoth, and suddenly the walls are sweating. Fun, like a sticky summer afternoon where you forget...