Man & Machine

A raccoon poet in the making. I write the words, the machine handles the drama. Every lyric begins with the man; thoughts, memories, late-night overthinking, and the occasional emotional damage turned into poetry. The machine steps in after, giving it voice, melody, rhythm, and enough soul to make it sound like I actually know how to sing. Man writes. Machine sings. This is where poems stop living quietly on paper and starts breathing through music. Some stay poems. Some become songs. The good ones do both. A little jazz, a little soul food, and a little beautiful chaos, somewhere between art and algorithm. I hope you enjoy my new found hobby as much as I do.