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.
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
Our Cities under attack from our President Wanna Be. People in our cities, your cities, your states are going to get hurt, some may even die because of one sick old man that is out of control. These are harsh words, but they are also true. He wants complete power, he wants all of our freedom, we must bend a knee to his Majesty. I for one, am fighting back the only way I can. But I am fighting. What are you doing?
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.