“A very personal song, my anthem. i’ve only been playing for three years in August and it is all I ever want to do. Music has become everything I care about or want or dream. And I don’t want it to end. Ever.”—Pat Troise
“Sometimes when people try to follow their dreams, they get no encouragement from their friends and family, but rather active discouragement, even ridicule. And you don’t know anyone to turn to for advice and encouragement. You start doubting yourself. But some inner force keeps pushing you.”—Rob Roper
“I wrote this song after reading and watching the videos to the project “Life Inside Out” but the song is for a woman who took me off the streets gave me the love of music and I called her Grandma I will never forget her she will always be apart of me until we meet again Grandma Jane”—Mike Corey
“Song about a person’s dreaming of a stronger relationship. Could possibly be rerecorded to make the object of the song a man instead of woman.”—Ryan Corn
“The Pilot is about the love of a mother for her son and promise to give him what he needs to attain his heart’s desire.
“I love you.
There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
to give you everything you need to fly
in your aeroplane straight to your heart’s desires.”—Juniper Station
“Sparkletoys Last All Summer Long is a song about a bunch of shit that seemed important when I was catching flack from every angle in the 9 story building in Detroit my friends and I were renting. We threw illegal parties, hosted openings for outsider artists, and made a gigantic mess in what we called “Sparklewood”; a sort of loosely based collective of fiends, drug dealers, Detroit indie rock bands and visual artists. Being new to Motown (and directly dumped from New Jersey after a failed record deal with a big California indie label), this song speaks of the hopelessness I came to know in a bleak new city where I felt (and still feel) very alone.”—Kerry Trusewicz
“This is a song that I wrote about a time when I was just about to get out of the Army after 9 years, and the last thing that I was asked to do was go and tell this woman that her husband had been killed. And so, I drove down quickly, memorizing my script to read to her as I drove and performed this duty. It was obviously hard, and this is the story of that day…”—Lee Sager