You hear it first in the numbers.Then you hear it in the street.They tell you the numbers are truth. They wear the numbers like armor: blue bars, red arrows, lines that climb and fall across a white screen. They call it Analytics. They call it Insight. They call it Truth.But sometimes the numbers lie.And the world is changing.The men in the glass t

There’s something about Roy Dawson that shakes the dust out of the corners of this tired music industry. It’s not just the gravel in his voice or the fire in his guitar, it’s the way he keeps standing up after every hit and saying, “I’m not done. Not yet.”​​The man they can’t moldRoy Dawson’s story is too raw, too messy, and too

In this world, there are two kinds of people: those who try, and those who mock the ones who do.You gave it your best shot. Maybe you missed. Maybe the crowd laughed. Maybe your hands shook, your voice cracked, your knees buckled—but damn it, you stood up and you tried. That matters.You put yourself out there. And that takes more guts than most p

They Weren’t There. But They Want It All.By John Stone The song is called “They Weren’t There (But They Want It All).” Roy Dawson sings it. His band plays it like they’ve lived it. Maybe they have.It starts with a slide guitar. Slow. Mean. The kind of sound that doesn’t ask for your attention — it takes it. Then comes the voice. Tired