Alternate cover image for Two Dollar Coast, a song by Brick Blair

Two Dollar Coat: Answers and Questions

“Almost all my gear is from charity shops and estate sales,” said Brick. “I rebuild it then write and record with it. Some pieces I keep and others I sell through a side business I have with my kids. The acoustic guitar is an early 70s Japanese Epiphone dreadnought I bought several years ago at a charity shop (Goodwill) and kept.”

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Cover image for Two Dollar Coast, a song by Brick Blair

Listen Now: Two Dollar Coat from Brick Blair

Two Dollar Coat is a new stripped down, vulnerable song from Brick Blair that evokes classic acoustic singer songwriters like Yusuf/Cat Stevens and John Prine, albums like Bruce Springsteen’s Nebraska, and songs like Townes Van Zandt’s, Waiting Around to Die.

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On the Zooms Song Essay

If You Stop Using Zoom, Do You Cease to Exist?If You Stop Using Zoom, Do You Cease to Exist? She loved people and she loved travel. The pandemic took both. Her family lived on another continent, so face-to-screen-to-face was familiar. But it was bloodless.

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On the Zooms Song Lyrics

You been watching your TV. You been hoping that you’ll see, Something. To change your mind. You been hanging on the Zooms. Calling in from your empty room. Looking.  To finally be seen. 

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Brick Blair - Your Device

Listen Now: Your Device from Brick Blair

An elegant & vulnerable exploration of how the things to which we pay attention make us. Would life as a creature with no concept of fun actually be easier? What if hate is not the worst thing that happens to us after heartbreak?

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Earnest and Authentic Artists are Marketed

What Are We Doing Here?

There is no conceit here: I want to spend as much time as I have walking around this planet making music. And I want people to hear it. This website and the content and communications around it are designed to further those goals.

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We Are Prisoners of Time

Time is presented as a fact; as the math by which we live, but time instead is the dark diamond serpent slowly coiling itself around a solitary tree in a story we know . . . we know . . . we know . . . but we’ve never been told. When does this story begin? When does this story end?

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