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Archive for November 2021

Congratulations Jack 🎉  You’re the 3rd Prize Winner

By Julie Clark | November 19, 2021

YOU WON in the After the Violence Album Release Giveaway Contest

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After The Violence is Here

By Julie Clark | November 19, 2021

My Debut Album 🎹is Now Streaming 🏞

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Celebrate the Release of After The Violence With a Giveaway

By Julie Clark | November 15, 2021

Who Wants Free AirPods? Contest Ends November 19

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Recent Posts

  • Congratulations Jack 🎉  You’re the 3rd Prize Winner
  • After The Violence is Here
  • Celebrate the Release of After The Violence With a Giveaway
  • Twenty Years – Streaming Now on All Platforms
  • Twenty Years – Coming Soon

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    This is 50♥️ June 4, 2022 📸: @caitloughran ♥️
    Did you check out my storewide sale yet? Im selling all the remaining After The Violence merch for 25% off through Saturday. Its my birthday week and I want to celebrate this major milestone in my life with you! Use the Discount code MEMORIES on t-shirts, bandanas, lyric journals, and the limited edition vinyl. Head over to the store and grab one of these items before theyre gone. Link in bio. I love you♥️
    The last day of summer school I went to a party and missed curfew You chased the car that dropped me off at the curb I bet that boy Was terrified of you I swam through Your roses Pretending until I Couldn’t My legs and arms bled from so many thorns A trip to the Emergency Room should have been Enough but.. it takes what it takes. June is all about The roses And my birth moment I have always Loved the way you Loved roses And that memory Is enough for me I don’t have to Grow them or save coffee grounds Or think about how to kill Japanese beetles Sometimes I’ve tried to love what you loved A type of penance perhaps, for the way I was so thoughtless and destructive I especially loved Your roses in the Early morning. And I still hold regret For ruining them. But there is a wild rose, Blood-red and generous Growing here at our temporary House It’s found a way without The expensive fertilizer Climbed up to the porch swing to catch an earful Of living amends.
    Lyric journals are here. Layout and design by my sweetheart @musbkc with @legacycreative.co. Photos by @enowenphotography Also designs by @erichurtgen and special forward by @coreysfrey. Link in bio to purchase. Kickstarter friends -these will be coming to you soon! I love you❤️
    ✨Behind the scenes✨ The making of my limited edition splatter vinyl 😍 The green and pink look like ribbons from the album cover Thank you Rob and crew at VRP!
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    Grief Can be a paperweight A smooth and solid Heavy object that loved ones can See through Under an Ill-get-to-it attitude that Keeps us from Leaving The burden we paid can be pretty Used up and chipped but Still keeps the Documents In order It can break your toe Or smash a window when necessary Sink it to the bottom Of the ocean and Gravity sandblasts the Awareness that We are More polished than ever. I can put it all On display In the living room Where On my mantle Out in the open So others may feel the weight of Letting go
    I found my dads Jeans in a box that i had tossed them in when we moved and couldn’t bear to give away It was Much too heavy a load for me to carry back then, trying to make One more decision. On Sunday I tried his jeans on. He had a handkerchief in each pocket One for him and maybe one for Mom. They sat in a box for Three years in a garage with all the dust and Cobwebs but I still unfolded One and held it to my face to catch just a brief Scent of what was left and there was plenty.
    4:06 Once I was told that womens brains are like spaghetti and mens brains are like waffles. When I picture spaghetti I always see sauce on the ceiling in my kids hair and all over their faces and how long its gonna take to clean all this shit up and whos washing the dishes. When i think about waffles, waffles, waffles are good for breakfast and for dinner. Theyre sweet and happy and they make a memory. We can all remember the last time we had waffles. So women must be less than to have a spaghetti brain- its messy and I guess a man Is orderly in his compartmentalized mind. (Im not picking on men I love my mans compartmentalization He keeps me steady but this was a mans observation) But women are not less I actually think womens brains are like a tapestry woven together… to work and work and work on your story, always adding. Finding the color and texture weaving it into one another; making a One-Of-A-Kind beautiful priceless life. Our minds can remember the tiniest detail. Our eyes see what is missing. Our ears can hear the whisper of a heart breaking of a new love beginning. A scent can transport us back in time- a camp fire or a handkerchief that smells like your mamas bathrobe pocket And sometimes we can only see the knots that are tied and the edges frayed but all of heaven can see your beautiful Brain.
    Yes Jesus loves me When I first caught on fire My feet remembered and I ran like a child in an all day game of hide and seek That was when i was never tired or worried and fields just kept going And me in my girl-ness was faster than the boys and I had all the confidence in my strength. I was 26 and flew around the coffee shop I didn’t need shoes or money and cussing stopped Now a smile is the strongest muscle inside my body What I believe makes me want to run all day and jump into somebody’s arms because there are no Side Hugs in heaven and This much love deserves a much later Bedtime and a whirling dance in wildflowers Before the fire smiling was hard and skin hurt to be touched Now it’s peace lilies and letters. Old women sit with me and talk about Jesus A Great Pearl passed down Sand glistens on their fingers They cry reading scripture Don’t follow them, follow me I’m almost 50 now and I know I can love Someone so much that when I mention their name I tear up 🎨: @celia_rose02
    Come out next week for a benefit concert. 100% of the ticket sales goes to support Ukrainian refugees 👇🏼 Hosted by @JohnMarkMcMillan I’ll be playing a couple songs along with @andysquyres and @markmathis. See you there! Charlotte for Ukraine 🇺🇦 Benefit Concert At the Visulite Theater Thursday March 24 Doors at 6 Tickets $20 Ticket link in bio
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    We’ve been listening to test pressings all week, and are closer to putting vinyls in your hands soon. Thank you @noblerecords for giving us room for a sweet listen. I felt a bit insecure playing my music in a record shop with all the cool people hearing it 🙈 I’m super proud of this record. “After The Violence”
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