You Don’t Live There Anymoreby Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical HealerThe worst day of your life doesn't come with a warning. It just arrives. Quiet sometimes. Loud other times. But always sudden. The kind of day that leaves your chest hollow and your hands heavy. The kind that makes you walk slower, like even gravity got tired.You sit with

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

THE ROY DAWSON. THE ROYELVISBAND.Seattle. Songs. Scars. Soul.They call him a singer songwriter lyric God, but that ain’t the word. Roy Dawson is a damn force of nature. Ain’t no soft edges on this man. He walks like a freight train rolls—slow, heavy, and sure as hell not stopping unless you want to be part of the wreckage.That night in Seattl