
Typical indie haircut, typical indie glasses, but that's about all that's typical about this twenty-something songwriter. Confused by life, scared of death, heartbroken, but ultimately content, Ryne Watts writes songs about what he knows -- the people he loves, the places he's been, and all the experiences and emotions associated with them. Though raised on folk greats like Odetta, Cash, and Dylan, and taught his first songs -- folk songs -- on guitar at age 5 by his dad, a teenage Watts strayed from his roots to play rock'n'roll.
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House of the rising sun
It's been 3 months, 14 days, and 4 hours and i still haven't named this song
Far away in town where everyone waves
Hate to say
I know I forgot your birthday but it doesn't really matter anymore
I'm sorry, son
Old dreams, soul twins, cold air, hard winds
The drive home
Zissou
The hourglass
I'll navigate if you drive
New year's, new tears
Miles behind me
Robots don't cough
Send in the demolition crew
Denial ain't a river in Egypt
A few more weeks of time
The campfire club
Far Away In A Town Where Everyone Waves
I just wanna walk away
Song with no name.
I Know I Forgot Your Birthday, but it Doesn't Really Matter Anymore.
Old Dreams, Soul Twins, Cold Air, Hard Winds.
Its been 2 months 14 days and 4 hours and I still haven'tm named this song
My Sweet Meredith
I Don't Like To Sleep Alone
Oh Chicago
Me and You
Denial Aint A River In Egypt
I'll NavigateIf You Drive
New Year's, Near Tears
Sing till the daylight comes
If It Had Been Sixteen Minutes Earlier, I would Have Been Arrested For This
Two Broken Feet
Comfort in Cortionists
It's Been 3 Months...
Denial Is A River In Egypt
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