First of all, I just want to apologize for my lack of posting the past couple of months. I had some major changes in my career and had to take some time to focus on the full-time venture. It’s been stressful. It’s been exciting. It’s been a big change and I’m extremely happy with how things turned out. I really don’t want to get into details but I was able to apply Ryan Holiday’s stoicism to the situation and turn a negative situation into a positive. I’ll be posting a “here’s what you can learn from getting laid off” post in the next week. I learned a lot about myself. Again, it’s all about how you look at the situation.

But back to this post. I want to discuss my project Castle Pine‘s latest single release – Hollow Cause.

Castle Pines

See, this was the first Castle Pines song written after I joined the band – ultimately taking over for the wonderful and amazing Nick Barrientos. It was written when much in this world was uncertain. Months after the Paris attacks that really hit close to home for us as musicians. The San Bernardino terrorist attacks had just occurred in our own backyard. Tensions were high. And we just wanted to have a song that acknowledged how crazy this world is.

Cut to June 10th. We release this song as an anthem for everyone fed up with what’s going on in this world. We have a candidate that feels the LGBT community using a restroom is more of a threat than guns and the related violence. It blows our minds. And we’re not a political band in most senses. Vote for whoever you want. And at this point I think we can all agree most of our options suck. But some seriously suck more than others.

Little did we know that following weekend would hold the worse attack on US soil. And again, we’re speechless. And to me, this song means more than ever.

Lyrics: Hollow Cause
It feels a lot like dying
When They shoot me on the TV
When half the world don’t see me

As a holy living being
I’m alone in everything

Meticulously spying
Disenfranchised baby
Left to sink the boat

Left them drunk and dying
Onto your remote
Onto nothing
Onto what she wrote

I gotta get out of this place
I gotta get back
And out of my head

Bataclan is bleeding
In Syria they’re fleeing
Time to cut the noose

Ferguson gave me something
I am what I choose
We are star dust
We are born to lose

I gotta get out of this place
I gotta get back
And out of my head

How do you feel?

This world is crazy. I hope you figure out a way to get through all this. It’s times like this when we’re super thankful for the release of music.