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Nathan L. Coffman

About Me

A true testament in an age of grace, isnt found in the house of shame or misfortune. A lack of meaning isnt profound and the tempered heart of an abused foundation reeks of a lackluster response to a question. An arsenal of good will runs wild in the street below. crouching in a corner deems me blind to the yearning of a terrible tragedy

I write songs based on things i have experienced or felt in my life. To me that is the only way to be. I see music as something that is a gateway to change things for the better. If i had any advice to give someone wanting to be a musician it would be this:

Always write from your heart.

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Member Since: 10/17/2006
Band Website: www.xanga.com/formydyingeyes
Band Members:
Nathan L. Coffman
Guitars
Banjo
harmonica
Vocals

what can i say? Im me i suppose. Loving life, working hard, taking names when i have too. Hit me with an artist ive never heard of and we're best friends for life. Do the same with a band ive not heard and there will be much of the same. I hate drama. Cant stand it. So none of that business is accepted here. But, If your random, funny, witty, clever, honest, true, awsome, or anything in between, we'll probably get along fantastic. I play music and i sing though i dont expect you to put up with it at the party. i collect comic books and/or pretty much anything to do with comic books. total geek. Total nerd. I never give up and I always stay true to me, my friends, my family, and pretty much every random person i meet. and lemme tell ya. if its ever just me and you, theres always fun times to be had.
Influences: Johnny Cash, Hank Williams, The Carter Family, Marty Robbins, Willie Nelson, Kris Kristofferson, Ralph Stanley, Dan Tymenski, The Everybodyfields, Nickel Creek, Old Crow Medecine Show, Willy Mason, Rocky Votolato, Murder By Death, Death Cab for Cutie, Bright Eyes, Damien Rice, Owen, Adem, Norfolk and Western, Iron and Wine, Devendra Banhart, Damien Jurado, Jack Johnson The (outstanding) Avett Brothers , and many, many more.
Sounds Like: um... uh.... like.... hell... listen to me and find out
Record Label: Bitter End Records
Type of Label: Unsigned

My Blog

Chapter 13: Changes

I sit here every day.     Blank.     Numb.     Worthless.   Three knocks on the door.  Unlock.    Recieve.    Lock back.     return to chair.  Every.Day.You may not know it, but existance survives on ...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Jan 2009 00:25:00 GMT

Chapter 12: The Inevitable

I sit here alone in my apartment not out of disire but out of need.  And I dont mean what you think I might mean.  If it were my disire, I would not be here or anywhere for that matter. ...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Jan 2009 00:55:00 GMT

Chapter 11: A Day With Samantha

In the darkest parts of ones soul lies something hidden and rediculously hard to locate.  Its easy to fall apart and shatter under the weight of certain things.  But its that one thing. ...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 22:29:00 GMT

Chapter 10: Relik

What makes something ancient?  Is it something specific like a certain date, or certain time.  Or is it something as simple as state of mind.  If we cant remember it anymore, does that ...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:39:00 GMT

Chapter 9: Words

The truth about some things are more subtle than you realize.  Hidden meanings lie everywhere out in the open.  While lies are so hard to see.  During the course of our existance we see...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 18:06:00 GMT

Chapter 8: To Dream

My eyes itch.  Begging to be rubbed.  My eye lids half shut, requiring more effort to open them each time i blink.  Behind my mask my breathing sends warm air upward to the only escape ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 18:05:00 GMT

chapter 7: Shade

One bulb.  45 watts of salvation.  The only bright thing in this doomed place.  I sit inside a circle of yellow light.  My own shadow coveres the middle of the circle like the pupi...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 18:03:00 GMT

chapter 6: Our Faces

To sustain ones self is to overcome.  A good man reads between the lines and finds a way to interpret the text to best suit him.  So is such in all things we encounter.  Our hope is tha...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 18:02:00 GMT

chapter 5: Secrets

If you feel compelled to hide from your own reality, there are a few rules you must adhear too.  One of those rules being: Never let anyone know you are keeping secrets.  It will always give...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 18:01:00 GMT

Chapter 3: Music

Wasted days have led me to right now. Unwise time utilization has brought me here.  Unwanted feelings take me to a place i didnt want to go.  Its like my room gets smaller and smaller as the...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 17:59:00 GMT