Hello. I was born in Belleville IL, which is also the town that Jeff Tweedy the lead singer of Wilco grew up in. I started writing songs when I was five years old with my dad. I think the first song I ever wrote was either called "I want a Teddy Bear for Christmas" or "That Fish is Watching Me" I don't remember which one came first but either way apparently I was a very paranoid but easy to please child. I have been in bands my whole life but I am starting to write stuff on my own. I owe a lot of my influence to Elliott Smith, Ben Folds, and Tequila.These songs are just a sample of what I am up to right now, I hope you enjoy them. I will post new songs regularly so keep coming back.Also, I will be playing some shows around St. Louis just as soon as I can fit them into my schedule. Damn life getting in the way of dreams!"Jon does talk about himself in the third person...a lot!"-JonHere's something you can do while listening to the music:
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This Game Was Provided By GamesOnMySpaceHere are some of the lyrics to the songs that are up there:St. John (with an H)Too tired to sleep because, I wake up screaming every night
Too drunk to sing because, I'm screwing up every single lineI close my fingers around this bomb
With no protection from, St. JohnToo sick to work because i'm seeing less and less of myself
Too scared to quit because, you never can be sure of your healthI tip this bottle until it's gone
With no protection from St. JohnToo tired to work because I wake up screaming every nightI shut my eyelids until it's dawn
With no protection from St. John
I close my fingers round this bomb
With no protection from St. JohnGloomy SOB (for you):If you weren't so scared now I'd leave you alone.
Everybody's waiting on you to come back homeA million tear drops fall on your roof
A million dreams right now, not coming trueThis parties going swell why don't you smile
You're buried in a crowd alone for milesA million hands rise up, and salute
A million dreams right now, not coming trueA million tear drops fall on your roof
A million angels cry to help youA million hands rise up and salute
Like a million dreams right now, not comin' true
For you.Let the fire burn out:What's in this world worth fighting for
There's nothing here
We're mean while getting boredAnd if we try I think we'd die....So I'm sorry but I can't go, home to you no moreWhat's in this house worthing crying about
There's nothing here
So let the fire burn outCause if we try, we all could die...So I'm sorry but I can't go, home to you no more
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