PWWW PWWWW PWWW I call it the mouth trumpet.

You know, it's it's it's catchy, but I, I, I stand by it, man.

Like, believe in silliness.

♪(Mouth Trumpet Sounds)♪ ♪Dear Isador, is by any one♪ ♪score the most elegant elephant known.♪ ♪When her race was all run, she thought her day was done♪ ♪and prepared to live life all alone.♪ ♪Then one day got a note from her old friend♪ ♪the goat telling tales that tingled her ears.♪ ♪Of 54 horses retracing their coarses,♪ ♪for a hundred and thirteen odd years♪ ♪and the grandfather's watch and mark time by the band♪ ♪while We cheat and have more fun than clocks, understand.♪ ♪And the glee of the children careens♪ ♪in the hall And dear Isador loves them all.♪ ♪(Mouth Trumpet Sounds)♪ ♪And the dragons hold tight on that dizzying trip.♪ ♪While the music bends time in♪ ♪a mobius strip.♪ ♪The giraffe and the tiger and kids caterwaul,♪ ♪And dear Isador loves them all.♪ ♪(Mouth Trumpet Sounds)♪ Isadore is actually the name of the white elephant, the coin operated white elephant.

After the White Elephant General Store closed, they moved her to the carousel.

So now she gets to watch all the kids carousing.

If youre under 100 lbs.

you can still rider her for 10 cents.

What if songwriters wrote songs that are inspired by local and by local businesses that inspire us, and we made music videos of that, which, was kind of like the the Covid iteration of the music video jam that, that they'd done before.

It felt really good to be an artist supporting local businesses in a time, especially when local businesses really, really needed the support, the voice, the endorsement, you know, and I, I really think that an artist's highest calling is to reflect your environment and, the people in it and the places in it, the physical, geographical ones and who's doing really cool stuff that you wish more people knew about?

♪You belong here.♪ ♪If I don't know your language and you don't know mine,♪ ♪you belong here.♪ ♪If we both came for bread and stand♪ ♪in the same line, you belong here.♪ ♪If you're tired, overworked, underpaid,♪ ♪just like me, you belong here.♪ ♪If you're looking for light in your community,♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai♪ ♪belong You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong, you belong here.♪ ♪If you like to play chess♪ ♪or perhaps have a dance, you belong here.♪ ♪If your quest to express.♪ ♪Never quite got the chance.♪ ♪You belong here.♪ ♪If the cat at Red Dragon remembers your smell,♪ ♪you belong here.♪ ♪If you know why the sidewalks and streets look like hell.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai♪ ♪dai belongYou be-lai dai dai dai dai belong You be-lai♪ ♪dai dai dai dai♪ ♪belong, you belong here.♪ ♪I've got some books that I'm not gonna read.♪ ♪And you got a talent or two that I need.♪ ♪All bits and pieces.♪ ♪And part of the fun is figuring how we all fit into one.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong,♪ ♪you belong here.♪ ♪If the rest of the city♪ ♪forgot you exist.♪ ♪If you had no idea♪ ♪you'd love it like this.♪ ♪If you've got a name,♪ ♪I can learn it from you.♪ ♪You feel good when I feel good too you.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong.♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong♪ ♪You be-lai dai dai dai dai belong.♪ ♪You belong here.♪ How to move mountains is inspired by, Rick Clark.

He's, a local philanthropist.

and not because he himself comes from money.

He himself comes from, lesser means, shall we say.

And He's just a man who is a cockeyed optimist in town, and he inspires other people to do the same.

He's the he's the guy who's driving through neighborhoods during Covid with a megaphone, shouting compliments at people in their yards.

You look great today.

I love your yard.

Your dog's cute.

♪Some men strive their whole damn life♪ ♪to just get hand to mouth.♪ ♪Some complain first sign of rain♪ ♪or the second things turn south.♪ ♪My head was down.

My hand was out.♪ ♪I know you're not supposed to doubt♪ ♪but still my ship it never came in.♪ ♪Daddy never left a map to show me♪ ♪where the road was at, and I'm about to do it again.♪ ♪Some may go,♪ ♪some may stay.♪ ♪One thing I know♪ ♪I ain't going.♪ ♪Out this way.♪ ♪Some men cuss and make a fuss.♪ ♪And cuddle with their blues.♪ ♪Some men think they're at the brink.♪ ♪Until they go sharing shoes.♪ ♪Lassoing-the little things the happiness♪ ♪a donut brings happiness is setting a bone,♪ ♪Maybe I can make the cut and plunge into the water.♪ ♪But I'll never move a mountain alone.♪ ♪Some may go.♪ ♪Some may stay.♪ ♪One thing I know♪ ♪I ain't going out this way.♪ ♪Lasso in the little things that happiness a donut♪ ♪brings.

Happiness is setting a bone.♪ ♪Maybe I can make the cut and plunge into the water.♪ ♪But I'll never move this mountain alone.♪ ♪Some may go.♪ ♪Some may stay.♪ ♪One thing and all♪ ♪I ain't going out this way.♪ ♪Some may go♪ ♪some May stay.♪ ♪One thing I know♪ ♪I ain't gonna go out no...♪ ♪I ain't gonna go out.♪ ♪No, no I ain't going.♪ ♪Out this way.♪ Well, you've seen the inspiration for Ruby.

It is, in fact, the name of the big red shoe that is in the north entrance of the downtown mall shopping center.

Excuse me.

We're rebranding it a shopping center.

actually, River Park Square reached out to me, through Leadership Spokane.

I did the Leadership Spokane course here in Spokane.

I was in the class of 2022.

And then after that, I, I visited classes as kind of an arts presenter.

And they reached out to me and they were like, we'd love for you to write a song inspired by River Park Square for our 50th anniversary.

And I was I was down for that challenge.

♪In the past 50 years Spokane's been well trod.♪ ♪And we're hoping to tread 50 more of inviting♪ ♪the feet of the world to Post Street since 1974.♪ ♪And no one embodies that.♪ ♪Wonderful soul, nobody for me's♪ ♪got more clout, than Ruby,♪ ♪my Ruby,♪ ♪if you are dubious, I tell you♪ ♪truly, she's groovy.♪ ♪She's moody.♪ ♪Such a cutie.♪ ♪It's my duty to shout--♪ ♪hey!

Hey, Ruby!♪ ♪[Hey hey Ruby] ,♪ ♪fancy pants Ruby [fancy pants Ruby] You got leg room♪ ♪Ruby [You got leg room Ruby] Waiting in the atrium.♪ ♪Dancing like a sugarplum.♪ ♪Hey.

Hey, Ruby.♪ ♪[Hey, Hey, Ruby] I'll thank you to meet me there♪ ♪at square River -nope-Park River -nope-♪ ♪Meet me down at River Park square.♪ ♪Well, my Ruby, she's a foodie.♪ ♪She's noshing with Grace, has incredible taste.♪ ♪And my Ruby loves a movie.♪ ♪She's rushing the door to get on level four.♪ ♪And my Ruby is a beauty.♪ ♪And you'd be absolutely impressed♪ ♪with how she's dressed.♪ ♪She's a regular princess and my Ruby is never rude.♪ ♪She's got a goody one-shoes attitued,♪ ♪hilarious, gregarious, and so♪ ♪multifarious, Ruby are the best.♪ ♪Hey.

Hey, Ruby.♪ ♪[Hey,Hey, Ruby] Elegant Ruby, [Elegant Ruby] ♪ ♪Scooby dooby dooby Ruby.♪ ♪[Scooby dooby Ruby] Height of sociality,♪ ♪what a personality, Hey.

Hey, Ruby.♪ ♪[Hey,Hey, Ruby] And I'll thank you to meet♪ ♪me there, At Square River-nope-Park River nope .♪ ♪Meet me down at River Park square.♪ ♪Hey, hey, Ruby.

♪ ♪[Hey,Hey, Ruby].♪ ♪Hey hey hey, Ruby.♪ ♪[Hey.

Hey, Ruby] You look great in my feed.♪ ♪You got all that I need a hey, hey, Ruby.♪ ♪[Hey,Hey, Ruby] I'll Thank you to meet me there, at Square♪ ♪River nope Park River nope Moon River nope,♪ ♪Old Man River nope,♪ ♪(Guitar Riff)♪ ♪Me down at River Park Square.♪ Both my parents are musicians, and so kind of was.

My brother and I were raised in that environment.

My folks, owned and operated well, own and operate the Rockin' B Ranch, and up until a few years ago, it was a cowboy supper show.

And, that was, our childhood.

We picked goat poop out of the sand in the riding arena, and we served beans to customers.

And I was even the bad guy in the melodramatic shootout before the show for a while and just did every job in the world there.

There The cowboy show has been put out to pasture.

But the the the barn itself is available for events.

♪(Waltz)♪ ♪The evening was dazzling.♪ ♪But then, so were you.♪ ♪I'd had a drink,♪ ♪you had a drink, too.♪ ♪It didn't last long.♪ ♪we did no one no harm,♪ ♪But don't tell the county♪ ♪that we danced in the barn.♪ ♪It was just some romantic,♪ ♪spontaneous fun.♪ ♪Surely it weren't the least legal thing we done.♪ ♪Nobody was there.♪ ♪Who would sound the alarm.♪ ♪But don't tell the county♪ ♪that we danced in the barn.♪ ♪A just regulation from the WAC♪ ♪chapter 5150 section 0903♪ ♪rules were adopted♪ ♪to protect from mistakes promotin'♪ ♪life safety in Washington State.♪ ♪So the dough for the sprinklers just ain't where we're at.♪ ♪So we told them no dancin' and we said, well, that's that.♪ ♪But the moon caught your forehead♪ ♪And I caught your arm,♪ ♪so don't tell the county that we danced in the barn.♪ ♪No, don't tell the county that we danced in the barn.♪ ♪Doo doo doo doo doo doo♪ ♪doo doo doo doo doo.♪ Psalm six the blues, the operatic stuff that was also a commission from Manito Presbyterian Church, one of their, guest pastors there, wanted to preach a sermon on how the Psalms are kind of like the blues music of, of the Hebrews during that time period.

And I was like, that is fascinating.

So he and their music director, Helen Byrne and I, we sat down, we had hours of philosophical conversations about music and pentatonic scales I created that song after reading Psalm six and being like, man, at first I thought to myself, this is a whiny psalm.

And then I was like, oh, this is a really serious, testimony.

And it's written by a person who doesn't think anyone will believe them.

it sounds like it's written by a woman, and I wanted it to sound feminine and sound really dark and really hopeless and desolate ♪Oh Lord, redeem my living soul.♪ ♪Oh Lord, redeem♪ ♪my living soul♪ ♪I can't love.♪ ♪You from the grave.♪ ♪Redeem my living soul.♪ ♪Oh lord, avenge♪ ♪my tragic soul.♪ ♪Oh lord, uplift♪ ♪my tragic soul.♪ ♪I can't love you from the grave.♪ ♪avenge my tragic soul.♪ ♪Oh.

Oh.♪ ♪Oh.

my weary soul♪ ♪Oh.

Oh, Redeem♪ ♪my weary soul.♪ ♪I can't love you from the grave.♪ ♪avenge my weary soul.♪ ♪Oh, redeem♪ ♪my living soul♪ ♪Oh, redeem♪ ♪my living soul♪ ♪I can't love you from the grave.♪ ♪Redeem my living♪ ♪soul.♪ Reroute is a song about, my mother's family who are from the Solvang, the San Diego, Santa Ynez Valley.

And it's true, whenever I go past Solvang, within, like, ten miles of it, I'm like, oh, I need to.

I need to go hang out under an oak tree for a second.

But yeah, there's a there's a lot of family history of mine in, in that place and in, in, Utqiagvik Alaska and India, there's just like a lot going on.

There's a lot to explore when I don't know what to write about, all I have to do is ask somebody their story.

I want to create my next album about, my ancestry, anecdotal ancestry, as much of it as I can find out through family stories and through maybe some genealogy.

and then once I have that pudding proved, I want to offer that as a service.

As an artist, I think many artists should offer this service.

I can I can create songs that capture your family history and something that I don't have to spend days reading, like a memoir, which is an incredible work.

But the kids might not ever read it, but they might learn the songs.

♪(Banjo)♪ ♪My route to Los Osos took me right past Solvang.♪ ♪The smell of the forest gave way to the wine.♪ ♪And I'm driving up roads that my mom took on horseback.♪ ♪I'm about to lose all track of time♪ ♪time time I'm about to lose track of time.♪ ♪My mom and her siblings were ugly and feral.♪ ♪They were raised by the mud and the walnuts and streams.♪ ♪But the lady Dane, Gerta, could tame them with goulash.♪ ♪Even I still go back in my dreams dreams dreams.♪ ♪even I still go back in my dreams.♪ ♪And the closer♪ ♪I come to the Santa Ynez Valley,♪ ♪the closer I come to a world without end,♪ ♪confounding the maps of this itinerant poet.♪ ♪Who is shouting Amen and Amen.♪ ♪And rerouting again and again.♪ ♪My grandpa♪ ♪was born on the bleak Arctic tundra♪ ♪aunt Olive took India by storm and by pen.♪ ♪And I know I'm♪ ♪their blood and their pulse and impulses.♪ ♪When I think when I've done and the places I've♪ ♪been, when I think of the places I've been..♪ ♪And the closer I come to the Santa Ynez Valley,♪ ♪Closer I come to a world without end♪ ♪confounding the maps of this itinerant poet who is shouting♪ ♪Amen and Amen, and Amen, then rerouting again and again.♪ ♪They say home is the heart.♪ ♪Wear your home on your sleeve.♪ ♪And your home is the heart that you never can leave.♪ ♪And I burn with a fire, Some ancient desire.♪ ♪To always be right where I am.♪ ♪My grandmother died in that house on the hillside.♪ ♪Her ashes were flung on the vineyard below.♪ ♪And I never can get within ten miles of Solvang♪ ♪without finding some reason to go,♪ ♪without finding some way to make time,♪ ♪without finding♪ ♪some reason to go.♪