EP MULTIPLICITY ME
This EP is a Celebration of self and all the parts.
🎶 Six of Me
A cinematic Americana-folk ballad woven with acoustic soul and emotional truth — where every part of the self is invited to sit, speak, and heal.
I looked across the table, six faces stared me down
All wearing parts of who I am, from silence to the sound
One cracked a joke, one held a tear, one dreamed beyond the sky
And one just asked the question I was too proud to try
Would I lead them like I longed for?
Hold their hands when storms begin?
Would I teach them how to stumble
And still get up again?
Could I trust them with my stories,
My regrets and all I’ve said?
Would I shape them to be better—
When I’m gone, not just when led?
Six of me… learning who we’re meant to be
One counts the freight and ledger lines, one writes the final song
One steers the rig through nowhere towns I knew I don’t belong
Another prays in hospice light, for pain to gently cease
The fifth still questions everything, the sixth just wants some peace
I see the weight I carried, now spread between the six
And if I love them rightly, maybe they won’t break like this
I’d whisper what I needed back when I was just one voice
“You don’t have to earn your worth. Just show up. Make the choice.”
Would I guide them like a shepherd?
Not demand they march my path?
Would I bless them when they differ
Or let ‘em make me laugh?
Could I tell them all I’m proud of
Even when they go off-script?
Would I let their wings be wilder
Than the ones I almost clipped?
So I hand them each a candle
And a piece of who I’ve been
Say, “Take the light and wander
And when asked, begin again.”
Six of me… six chances to set others free
Six of me… all learning how to just be me.
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This song embodies the core of Multiplicity Me — honoring the many selves we carry.
✔️ Exploring inner multiplicity and memory
✔️ Holding space for contradiction and compassion
✔️ Leading the self with grace and humility
✔️ Leaving a legacy rooted in wholeness, not perfection
🎙 What Inspired This Song
“Six of Me” emerged as a reckoning and a release. With every line, it speaks to the voices within — the doubter, the dreamer, the pragmatist, the peacemaker, the guide, and the child. The arrangement is tender yet expansive: cinematic swells rise from simple strums, while rich harmonies wrap around lyrics like an arm around the shoulder. The male vocals are grounded, vulnerable, and warm — telling a story that stretches across lifetimes and landscapes. It’s a fireside moment on a long road — a confession, a blessing, and a benediction.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“So I hand them each a candle
And a piece of who I’ve been
Say, ‘Take the light and wander
And when asked, begin again.’”
This closing stanza is both a goodbye and a genesis — a spiritual handoff to every part of ourselves and those we influence.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
“Six of Me” is the emotional cornerstone of the Tabula Rasa RV Tour and the Multiplicity Me EP. It captures my journey from singular survival to integrated selfhood, from enduring to empowering. Each verse is a mirror to past chapters; each chorus, a map forward. This is not just a song — it’s a philosophy in melody. It invites listeners to look within and honor every piece they find there.
🎶 ALL OF ME (FRANKLY SPUNK REMIX)
A soul-funk confessional stitched with psychedelic alt-country, where all the voices in your head finally find harmony.
Yeah, I used to think the chaos up top was a curse.
Turns out, it was just the band warming up.
Each voice in my mind — the doubter, the dreamer, the fighter, the fool —
They all want a seat at the table.
So I pulled up some chairs and sat down to listen…
What would I do without your sharp tongue,
Talkin’ me up while I’m comin’ undone?
You spin my thoughts like vinyl on fire,
Pull me apart just to spark up the choir.
What’s goin’ on in this beautiful mess?
A magical mystery, high-stakes game of chess.
Yeah, I’m dizzy, but feelin’ just fine —
All the moods I feel, I make ’em all mine.
‘Cause “All of me” needs “All of me”,
Even the cracks I used to hide.
I’ve got shadows, saints, and symphonies —
And they all ride side by side.
I give my soul the wheel tonight,
Let all my soul’s pieces steer me right.
‘Cause I give me all of me —
And now, I get all of me too.
How many times I tried to mute the pain?
Now I choose life’s cheers so harmony remains.
The world swings wild, tries to drag me low —
But I got “Backup” in my soul’s echo.
You’re my fear, you’re my flame,
The critic and the claim.
My chaos is a choir, not a curse —
Reminding me I’m the completed verse.
‘Cause “All of me” needs “All of me”,
From the doubt to the clarity.
Love my twists and contradictions,
Scars that sing in perfect key.
Put my cards on the table —
I’m finally able
To see my beautiful mind
As one soul-spun fable.
I give me all of me…
And I get all of me too.
Crazy, maybe. But frankly… it’s true.
Yeah, just so you know — when we’re all in.
That’s when the best begins.
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This is a celebration of radical self-acceptance.
✔️ Embracing all inner voices without shame
✔️ Turning self-doubt into soulful groove
✔️ Letting vulnerability lead the dance
✔️ Finding beauty in contradiction
🎙 What Inspired This Song
“All of Me” emerged from the inner noise most of us try to silence — and dares to ask, what if we didn’t? From a spoken word intro to a gospel-soaked chorus, this track honors every fractured part of the psyche as essential to the whole. Slide guitars swirl like doubt. Pedal steel echoes like memory. Retro organ hums beneath a Motown bassline that grounds the song in steady soul. Male lead vocals blend grit and warmth, while the background choir embodies all the inner voices once at odds — now finally in sync.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“My chaos is a choir, not a curse —
Reminding me I’m the completed verse.”
This line is the soul of the song: permission to stop apologizing for being complex.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
“All of Me” is the hearttrack of Multiplicity Me. It defines the mission of the Tabula Rasa RV Tour — the journey inward to integrate, celebrate, and groove with every part of yourself. This track isn’t just a confession; it’s a cosmic jam session where no voice gets left behind, and even the chaos sings backup.
🎶 Ask, Don’t Absorb
A female-led reggae-soul fusion with a reflective groove — gentle swing with backbone, where empathy meets self-preservation
They say feel what they feel, try to walk in their track,
But the weight of their world tends to pull me straight back.
So I breathe and I ask, not to fix or to save,
But to honor their space and the answers they crave.
I don’t ride every wave, I don’t chase every tear,
I stay close, stay kind, but I keep myself clear.
Compassion’s not drowning—it’s seeing the shore,
Curiosity asks, “Is there something more?”
Simply ask, don’t absorb—let the mind explore,
Every truth has a quieter door.
I see your pain, but without feeling mine,
Curiosity draws the finer line.
I’m no martyr for moods, no sponge for regret,
Just a questioner dancing in the rain that’s still wet.
I’m here to connect, not collapse in your pain,
I’ll hold up the mirror, not absorb the stain.
I don’t need your sorrow in my bones,
To help you feel you’re not alone.
Let me witness, not dissolve—
With a heart that stays evolved.
Simply ask, don’t absorb—let the mind explore,
Every truth has a quieter door.
I see your pain, but without feeling mine,
Curiosity draws the finer line.
Questions are bridges, not cages of care,
They lead us both somewhere rare.
It’s not cold to be clear—it’s brave to ask,
To show up without the mask.
Ask, don’t absorb, and let the light in,
Don’t carry it all to prove you’ve been.
You can care without the cost—
That’s the real empathy we’ve lost.
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This song honors the emotional strength it takes to care without collapse.
✔️ Setting emotional boundaries with grace
✔️ Staying grounded in conversations that hurt
✔️ Redefining compassion without self-sacrifice
✔️ Choosing curiosity over codependency
🎙 What Inspired This Song
“Ask, Don’t Absorb” was born from the realization that too many loving hearts drown trying to save others. It fuses laid-back reggae rhythm and soul harmonies with conscious lyrics that set a boundary while still opening a door. The vocal tone is both nurturing and firm — sung from a place of deep care that refuses to become self-erasure. It’s music for those who’ve learned to breathe through someone else’s storm while staying dry. Horns shimmer in the background like wisdom surfacing, while the groove holds steady like a heartbeat in the rain.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“Compassion’s not drowning — it’s seeing the shore.
Curiosity asks, ‘Is there something more?’”
This line challenges outdated models of empathy and offers something healthier: connection without collapse.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
As part of Multiplicity Me, this track acts as a reset button — a reminder that emotional boundaries are not walls, but wisdom. On the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, this message reverberates with every encounter on the road: you can be present, loving, and clear — all at once. This is the anthem for the helpers who learned to help themselves, too.
🎶 Wit’s End (Frankly Spunk Original)
A bluesy outlaw folk tune with tongue-in-cheek swagger and soulful resignation — where patience runs out and grit takes the wheel.
I packed my bags for Patience Town,
But the bridge was out, the road shut down.
Took a left at logic, before the next “And then”,
And saw the sign that read “Welcome to Wit’s End.”
Oh, where does Wit’s End begin?
Past the point of counting to ten?
Where the fuse runs short and the coffee’s thin—
Yeah, I guess I’m already in.
I Googled it, asked my friends,
They said, “Buddy, you’re ice is already thin.”
Is it marked on charts, is it down the street?
Or does it just show up unannounced, like defeat?
Where does Wit’s End begin?
Right when reason starts wearing thin.
Just past patience, near dismay,
And if you get there, you’d best not stay.
Is it east of Reason? West of Zen?
Halfway between “I can” and “Not again”?
Spun my wheels, lost my cool,
But I’m still here—ain’t that the rule?
There’s no map, no dotted line,
No highway sign that says, “You’ve crossed the line.”
It’s the place where the wild thoughts shout,
“Turn the hell around—or ride it out.”
Oh, where does Wit’s End begin?
So I protect the mood I’m travelin’ in.
If I find the edge, will I still pretend?
Or just grin real wide… and say Begin Again.”
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This song rides shotgun with frustration — but does it with a wink.
✔️ Honoring the humor in burnout
✔️ Exploring mental detours and wrong turns
✔️ Turning sighs into singalongs
✔️ Learning how to start again, again
🎙 What Inspired This Song
“Wits End” came alive on a day when nothing went right — and that felt oddly perfect. Rooted in the rolling hills of the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, this track blends a laid-back outlaw groove with clever lyrical grumbling. Slide guitar, light harmonica, and gritty vocals echo like a tired laugh from a stubborn heart. It’s a weary traveler’s anthem with a spark of grin-and-bear-it charm, meant for folks who’ve been to the edge of patience and learned how to joke about it.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“Took a left at logic, before the next ‘And then’,
And saw the sign that read ‘Welcome to Wit’s End.’”
This line sums it up — we’re all bound to miss a turn and end up somewhere between fury and funny.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
“Wits End” brings a comedic beat to Multiplicity Me’s deeper narrative. While other songs explore healing and clarity, this one sits in the mess — tapping its foot, cracking a grin, and asking, “Now what?” It’s a musical shrug that turns into a knowing nod, perfect for dusty mornings and dented pride on the Tabula Rasa trail.
🎶Stand By Me (Frankly Spunk Remix)
A soulful, road-worn blend of acoustic grit and lo-fi textures — sunrise solitude, second chances, and clarity on the open road.
Woke up where the gravel hums beneath my feet,
Coffee cold, but the sunrise tastes sweet.
Mirror says I’m older, but not done yet,
Some roads forget, some roads regret.
Maps are torn, and the signs all lie,
But I’ve got truth riding shotgun, eye to sky.
No need for rescue, I’ve learned to steer,
The farther I go, the more I hear—
I’ll stand by me, when the night gets long,
I’ll light my fire, I’ll write my song.
No crowd, no cheers, just miles and me,
I’ll stand by me, I’ll stand by me.
Tires worn thin, but my will runs deep,
I’ve traded promises for peace I keep.
Ghosts in the rearview, waving goodbye,
Truth in the windshield, wide open sky.
Learned to dance with my shadow, slow and free,
Singing harmonies with old memory.
If the world don’t clap, that’s fine by me—
I’ve made my own company.
And if the rain comes down like judgment day,
I’ll pull off the road, let the thunder say:
“You made it, friend. You didn’t fold.
You walked through fire, and you came out bold.”
So if I falter, if I fall,
If silence is my only call—
I’ll whisper back through grit and grace,
“I’m still here, I know this place.”
No need to run, no need to flee,
Just this old soul and the drive in me.
I was my last and best decree—
I stood by me. I stood by me.
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This is the anthem for anyone who’s had to become their own safe place.
✔️ Embracing solitude with strength
✔️ Choosing personal truth over applause
✔️ Rewriting your story behind the wheel
✔️ Finding peace in the rearview
🎙 What Inspired This Song
Written during early mornings on the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, this song captures the moments where nothing speaks louder than gravel underfoot and silence inside the soul. The track opens with ambient sounds from an RV park, grounding the listener in a lived-in world. Layered harmonies and lo-fi edges wrap around raw lyrics to honor the stubborn grit of standing by yourself when no one else will. This is for the misfits, the late bloomers, and the ones who choose growth over guarantees.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“I’ll stand by me, when the night gets long,
I’ll light my fire, I’ll write my song.”
This refrain becomes a vow — not just of survival, but of choosing self-worth without apology.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
“Stand by Me” is a defining track in Multiplicity Me, where every mile traveled is a metaphor for internal resolve. As the Tabula Rasa tour continues across forgotten highways and roadside revelations, this song reminds listeners that the destination was never the point — the stand you take is.
🎶There’s a Dragon at the Edge of Town (Frankly Spunk)
A warm folk ballad where dragons become metaphors for inner truths — whispered, feared, befriended.
There’s a dragon at the edge of town,
Silver scales and eyes of brown.
Not too loud, but always near,
Whispers soft that make you fear.
It does not do to leave him be,
Dragons live near you and me.
If you’re feeling free today,
Just be glad, then nod it’s way.
Some folks run, some folks deny,
Hide their hearts and pass him by.
But I have learned along my trail,
Meet his gaze and tell my tale.
It does not do to leave him be,
Dragons live near you and me.
If you’re feeling free today,
Just be glad, then nod it’s way.
Oh, the journey wines and bends,
Dragons sometimes make good friends.
Guardians of soul unseen,
Wisdom gained from talks between.
It does not do to leave him be,
Dragons live near you and me.
If you’re feeling free today,
Just be glad, then nod it’s way.
It simply isn’t an adventure worth telling…
if there aren’t any dragons.
A Frankly Spunk Original Collection
🌄 Why This Song Exists
This song was written as a gentle reckoning with the parts of ourselves we often avoid.
✔️ Acknowledging personal shadows
✔️ Honoring hidden wisdom
✔️ Embracing fear without fleeing
✔️ Recognizing that freedom often walks with vulnerability
🎙 What Inspired This Song
The image of a dragon just beyond town — not roaring, but quietly present — mirrors how our internal struggles often go unspoken. Inspired by folk tales and inner work, this song gently unwraps the truth: healing requires us to face what lurks quietly within. The production leans into simplicity and sincerity — acoustic fingerpicking, soft percussion, and layered harmonies that cradle the story like a fireside reflection.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“It does not do to leave him be,
Dragons live near you and me.”
This simple line captures the soul of the song — that life is richer, and more honest, when we acknowledge what lies just beyond comfort.
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
This track is a cornerstone of Multiplicity Me, an EP exploring the many selves within us. As part of the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, it echoes the miles traveled inward as much as across the map. Meeting our dragons isn’t just a metaphor — it’s the reason the road calls in the first place.