We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Dirge – A collection of dark soul-blues laments built on Hammond organ, slow hand-claps, and choral call-and-response. The “Purpleman” songs speak from the quiet middle—no sermon, no slogan—just the steady rhythm of conscience beneath the noise.
Sirens are wailing, the night won’t rest,
Purpleman’s rhythm pounding in my chest.
Chains are rattling, the streets still burn,
Truth is a lesson they don’t want to learn.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Footsteps fade where the fire once burned,
Streets lie silent, but the tide has turned.
Purpleman lingers in the cold night air,
A whisper, a warning — he’s still there.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Leaders spin lies like a busted-down reel,
Purpleman grins, makes ’em all feel the wheel.
Blue tears floodin’, red flames roarin’ wild,
He jumps the fence with a devilish smile.
Broken dreams twist into a jumpin’ jive,
Screamin’ for justice, keepin’ hope alive!
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Sirens are wailing, the night won’t rest,
Purpleman’s rhythm pounding in my chest.
Chains are rattling, the streets still burn,
Truth is a lesson they don’t want to learn
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Echoes in the alley, where the fringes fray,
Purpleman’s gaze cuts through the gray.
Far left’s venom twists the hope to chains,
Far right’s fire brands the innocent with pain.
We started out as friends just jamming into the night. One song — Purpleman’s Rhythm — took off, written as a thank-you to our friend, The Purpleman, for standing strong in a divided world. Today, everything feels split between Woke and MAGA. But the future isn’t at the edges — it’s in the middle. Because sanity is compromise… and compromise is strength. We had fun, we tried different takes, cause everyone see’s life a little differently.
Power in the people, rising from the ground,
Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around.
No more hiding, no more chains,
We’re the fire running through the veins.
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes,
Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line.
Every road just burned to cinders,
But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
We left what we had in the dust of the night,
Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right.
The road stretched long, shadows fell fast,
We walked away, love, from all of our past.
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
Well I’ve walked the line,
Through smoke and thunder,
Paid my dues,
And made my blunders.
But when the lights go down,
And the night turns gray,
I can say I lived it —
Done it my way.
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling,
Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling.
The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze,
Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
Power in the people, rising from the ground,
Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around.
No more hiding, no more chains,
We’re the fire running through the veins.
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light
But the truth rolled in sometime last night
I gave my trust, but it slipped away
Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?Â
Candles are burning, but the light feels cold
Memories linger, stories left untold
The wind through the window carries your sigh
And I am left asking, why must love die?
I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.
We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.
Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done
In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.
Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.
Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day