You may know Sam as half of "the everybodyfields". These days, he lives in Knoxville pursuing a solo career. Sam has a dry and strange sense of humor that typically plays off of very painful matters. His lyrics grab specific Knoxville scenery, observing the feelings that, for me, are rarely ever anything more than a sub-conscious feeling - I have no idea why the imagery along Meads quarry and North Central churn and burn in my chest. He probably doesn't either, but he sure has made some great songs out of them. When I listen to his music, I'm a little jealous because I would have loved to say for myself: "Still the salt, it finds my wounds".
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Oceans
Fanboy
So Strong
Magazines
Hello
Gun
Mardi Gras
It Doesn't Matter
Suite: Motown
Help Me
I Can't Sleep
Late the Other Night
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