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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

Blood Moon Rising

Thomas 'Doc' Durant: That, Lily, makes you a whore. Lily Bell: Know then that when your precious railroad is ripped from your thick and grasping fingers.

Temperatures flip. I gets mad on hot stinkin' days, runnin' around like crazy on Birmingham Ln, like runnin' from time itself. Then, when the rain falls, it rinses off the city's grit – almost poetic, almost brutal, just like the blood and sweat in that movie.

Erin Durant Shares Single “Greening” from Upcoming Album ‘Firetail’