Writer of songs, singer of said songs, defier of responsibility
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Since first picking up a guitar in 1979, Jeff Kelley's relationship with music has been
an in depth long term commitment to a love above all others. His ability to find solace in
the crafting of songs and express emotion of every variety through both words and music make
his work both easily accessible to the listener and extraordinarily relavant. Jeff's life
has been far from average in some respects, living in a school bus with his wife and daughter
on a northern California commune for over 2 years for example. Yet, his ability to transmit
common feelings into nonlinear musical and lyrical expressions of everyday experiences is
delightful. One of the artist's closest friends
refers to this ability as "deconstructing the familiar."
When listening to Jeff for the first time many people have the experience of feeling they know
his songs from somewhere; they seem familiar, comfortable yet intriguing enough to listen to time
and again. The meaning behind the lyrics has a habit of unfolding slowly over time and changing
with every listen as the listener moves through life and changes; these are songs that grow with
you, retain their intrinsic value and unfold and develop with the listener.
A trail of empty pens across leaves of processed trees lies scattered along the neural pathways through the haunted head of a
white suburban latchkey kid. Grown within a cookie cutter domicile grid in the tinsel town basin. Isolated from the "less fortunate"
by the shiny sheilds and discrimanting coalitions of conductors of capital interactions. Defined deeply by the separation of the
genetic contributors to this realized zygote at 10 spins around the big bright ball once and again thought to be the center of the
universe. Having always loved the vibrations of processed electron streams through paper coned magnets de~compressing air molecules
dancing on the tympanic membrane, was turned on to the wooden box oscillating with tense strands in the compulsory institution of
adolescence. Always fascinated by the strings of symbols used to convey perception experience and desire, chose to hone skills in an
imaginative scribing program in the aforementioned institution. It simply was a certainty that the crafting of words uttered melodically
accompanied by rythmic tones would result.
from the chapel
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