Growing up, our kitchen was a battlefield. The signal to batten down the hatches? Dad’s lunch pail, landing with the force of righteous thunder on the chipped counter. That clanging thermos had more authority than the President. “This is my house,” he’d declare, chest out, sweat still fresh on his brow. “I pay the bills. I’m the boss.�

September 20, 2025By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical healerSomebody out here isn't who they say they are.They smile in my face, wear my name on their lips like lipstick, but they don’t know who they are. They look in mirrors and see my face. They try to walk like me, talk like me. They’ve borrowed my voice and stitched it onto a throat th

Evil Community: They Came After Roy Dawson, Lead Singer, Songwriter, and Founder of The RoyElvisBand — A Good Song and His Fight BackIn the world of music, fame can be both a blessing and a curse. Artists are celebrated for their talents, but they often find themselves facing unexpected battles—sometimes from the very people they thought were t