Matty Powell

So I will be 39 in a week on August 8th. I think a great way to celebrate with those afar and near would be a live stream performance. Is this something you guys would be into?

A little @prairieproud and #prairiegrass love with a vintage #cocacola machine on #roncesvalles !

Work day done! Super happy to help out some of Roncesvalles finest. That felt good. Except for the raccoon part.

Hey Friends and Fans! I'll be doing a live stream performance in honour of my 39th Birthday this Saturday, August 8th! Please tune in!

So I will be 39 in a week on August 8th. I think a great way to celebrate with those afar and near would be a live stream performance. Is this something you guys would be into?

A little @prairieproud and #prairiegrass love with a vintage #cocacola machine on #roncesvalles !

Work day done! Super happy to help out some of Roncesvalles finest. That felt good. Except for the raccoon part.

Sometimes you write a song and it doesn’t really hit you until later. This couldn’t be more true right now as we live in a world without touch. Enjoy. _________ I should have wrote this ages ago. When bodies were touching and our movements soft and slow.... We danced through the night I never thought I’d let go. I should’ve wrote this song ages ago. What should be a love song is now apologies, What could be tears of joy now bring me to my knees. Should have hugged you girl more often than I did. Tighter, longer, stronger, searching for loves bid. Instead I stayed out late, searching for false truths, When home in bed were arms I wish that I still knew. What should be a love song is now apologies, What could be tears of joy now bring me to my knees. I could have sang for you, falling for your eyes. Now left to my own vices, a consequence of lies. We had beauty, love I left fallow. I should have wrote this song ages ago. -Matty Powell