Years from now

Years from now, the enlightened civilization ahead of us will stare bewildered at our lethal masculinity and say, But each one, when he was running, tied bows to the top of his feet.
—Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest Killers

Your body remembers

Your body remembers the soundtrack to your past life.
It remembers the next life coming.

—Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest Killers

A Good Chance

There’s a good chance I’m a bad person
trying to do something right.

—Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest Killers


Vulnerability is what made every movie, sang every song, and wrote every poem that ever plugged a life back into itself.
—Buddy Wakefield, A Choir of Honest Killers

Buddy Wakefield's first book of new work in eight years

A Choir of Honest Killers, Buddy Wakefield’s newest book of prose and poetry, is a staggeringly honest account of life alone on the road, carefully confronting a debilitating overcompensation of masculinity, growing up gay in the south, the ruins of public shame, and the prolonged agony of a failing relationship.

No matter how brutal it gets, this story continuously rockets forward in a one-man relay race to the light with refreshing humor and keen insights that Wakefield credits to frequent specific serendipity and a single sudden moment of bliss.

Hat – Part Saint, Part Fraud


Concert – Buddy Wakefield: A Choir of Honest Killers – Live in L.A.

Buddy Texts: You Are A True Story

Jul 22, 2021 @ 12:51

Jul 22, 2021 @ 12:51

Every Sunday. You and me live. One on one. Workshopping your shit in front of the others, who are there for the same...