Recorded under the stars on a warm July night, this album captures the soul of a backyard gathering by the fire pit. The breeze from Galveston Bay drifts through each track, carrying with it the natural chorus of crickets, frogs, and the soft crackle of burning wood. Raw, unfiltered, and honest, these songs live in the space between the music and the night — where every breath of wind, every flicker of flame, and every note feels alive. It’s not just an album; it’s a moment in time you can hear.
