To begin…

a piece of un-turned-in homework from the holiday season. One that I fully intended to release within its right time. “Alas” I write to you mid-January. May this still meet you in warmth.

ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!

The sound of my heartbeat recently.

Against all forces of nature and magic a game has been born. On the very night of my own brother’s wedding a few spirited characters threw down four huge wooden dice and changed the course of our human world.

Kyle McCann and I spent the next year in study at what the great beings had introduced—studying, play testing, investigating, prematurely opening the eyes of willing mortals, and living in concert with what I can honestly say is one of the most fun games I have ever played in my life.

The game is Foursies, and it officially exists in the world to be played wherever you can take four dice.

Our website introduces the pick-upable rules, houses the official Foursies dice sets, and gives you further opportunity to share in what we call The Beautiful Game.

I’d love for anyone to play the game for themselves and figure out what all the fuss it about. If you ever come across me in the wild, I’ll play you in a game. Until then:

there’s always a reason to roll…

The Trees

January 2026 | Atlamont, TN

I mean, it’s always the trees. Teachers, talkers, movers, healers, suppliers, it’s always them.

The trees are white like ash and remind me of the resolved Dark Crystal creatures when Skeksis and Mystics combine. It really looks like a black and white movie — as if Blair Witch was shot in color. Trees go black and white at night, or at least on this night. Upside down lungs with capillaries that bust and writhe when foreign things are introduced. Still, they dance on like John (M.)* says.

Presenting something new: A collection (Vol. I) of favorite physical record album art to come through my hands recently.

Please, Make Stuff.

Last fall I was graced an opportunity to travel to Texas and play my first character in years for “Scraped” a film by Punchcard Pictures. It was one of my favorite weekends of the whole year. I miss playing characters — this specific mountain of one was an honor to get to know and engage; written powerfully by Andrew Packard. Surrounding this character, Elliot, was a dedicated band of talent — some faces I have known for years, some I had just met. This film was an immediate injection into the full ethos of Punchcard: a passionate production house committed to making films we ourselves want to watch, shoot, frame, record, be in, believe in. 

This was Punchcard’s second project as I had just finished scoring their first work, “Poppy” which had already shot out into the galactic layers of film festivals. 

Punchcard is now publicly declaring themselves. With three projects to be released this year (the latest being a fully Alex Mowry original). I am ridiculously excited to be a part of the team as a composer, actor, performance department, Dr. Feel, music supervisor, and hopeful embodiment of our ethos as honorary mascot.

I’m reminded of a t-shirt my former business pirate Kam Marigold and I designed/printed during the heroic era of Rocket Boys Print Co. (Rest In Power). “Please, Make Stuff” the shirt read in thick block letters. It’s an innocent belief, but one that is quick to take on bruises from the now. I’m invigorated to say Punchcard Pictures is a place for me to raise that flag — all while alongside a party that raises their own flags of deep belief.

Punchcard Pictures is fueled appropriately by the towering Gino and The Goons.

It would mean a great deal, if this at all interests you, to have you follow along in the Punchcard Pictures journey.

“ THE LITTLEST RADIO STATION THAT COULD ”

Chappy Hour Radio releases Show 002 as a holistic celebration of “Wrestle Me.” Packed with inspirations, references, sounds, and feelings that propelled my debut record into the world.

INDEX

* John M. refers here to John Muir, father of environmental literature and activism. I was gifted a small book recently from my Pop titled “A Wind-storm in the Forests” to be read in an upcoming Chappy Hour Radio, in which John describes the many variants of trees and their respective dances.