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I'm J·ache, 25-year old singer-songwriter from Southern & Central California. I write and sing Folk/Americana-inspired music with an acoustic guitar and a full band behind me. I've been doing it for over a decade, but I still have a long ways to go, as a musician, as a writer and as a man.
My latest single, "No Man Is An Island" draws inspiration from a poem written by 17th century clergyman, John Donne. The piece, titled “Meditation XVII,” is where you can trace the origin of this phrase: “No man is an island, entire of itself.”
In my song, I use Donne's sentiments as a jumping-off point, looking closely at isolation as a means to deal with loss and coming to grasps with mortality. And, while I challenge Donne’s notions from “Meditation XVII,” in the end, I concede that all men are inextricably tied to one another, even in death.
In my music, I often draw on literary muses as a means to delve deeper into the human condition, as was the case with "No Man Is An Island" and also, "To Fall." (In "To Fall," I look to John Keats' poem, "To Autumn.") Like most, I see the enlightened mind as a portal to the soul; so as much as I want my music to instantly evoke feeling, even more so, I want it to reveal purpose and meaning in the human condition. In drawing from these authors, I can drink from a deeper well in the psyche, and thereby find the means to reach into the deepest corners of my mind and soul and awaken that which lays dormant.
"No Man Is An Island" as well as my debut EP -- There's Only Road Here -- are available on iTunes, Amazon, Google Play and Spotify. Read on for a quick overview of There's Only Road Here. Otherwise, thanks for checking in and stay tuned.
My debut EP -- There's Only Road Here -- was born of the title track "CA-55" which recounts a tale from two perspectives: My own and that of an Orange County man who leapt from a 55 freeway overpass to his death. I chanced upon this man's story in late 2007 while paging aimlessly through a newspaper.
Years prior, he was convicted of manslaughter for his role in a hit-and-run car accident. A decade passed, but the guilt never left him. Instead, it led him to that overpass some forty feet above the freeway on that fateful day.
There are those events -- a wrong turn, a missed opportunity, a chance encounter -- that alter the course of our lives. There's Only Road Here grapples with fatalistic notions, not in search in of answers, but rather seeking some semblance of harmony.
The greatest compliment you can pay me is listening to my music. Check out my lyrics while you do, they're sure to add to the experience. Contact me directly @ firstname.lastname@example.org. I'd love to talk.
Thanks for reading. I hope my music speaks for itself and to you.