MARK GROANING

I write these words because I need to hear them—the messages. I send them into the world because somebody else might need to hear them too. And someday, I may need to hear them all over again. The artwork on my tracks? My work as well. Sculpture, glass, painting, digital work, music—they’re different ways of transmitting the same thing. ✨ You’re hearing my life, fragmented. The music is the transmitter. The words are the message. The artwork is part of the signal. 💥 Some began as lyrics, observations, spoken word, stories or fragments of thought. Others began years ago as original digital music, now finding a new life here. They come from wherever life takes me. Making art. Motorcycles. Depression. Creation. Near-death experiences. Strange observations. Long-haul space truckers. One Lone cloud. Some are songs. Some are stories. Some are something in between. 🌈 When they break the mirror, remember your face. Remember who YOU are. If you’re hearing this, feeling this, the lone cloud found you.