The Elevator | Roseau, Dominica

The Elevator by Michael Patrick Vitale

I was on the elevator a few days ago, which just occurred to me, makes this little anecdote of mine even more ironic: a beautiful young lady said to me how big of a shit hole port our previous location was. I audibly gasped.

I have garnered that reaction from people before—not from saying the identical thing as my elevator companion. It was from something else that I shared that was honest. Something I did to someone else, which my historically removed audience felt was socially faux pas. I imagine my audible gasp was coming from that same place.

She was being honest about how she felt. It reminded me of an old Twilight Zone episode I watched as a kid called “Eye of the Beholder” (Season 2 Episode 6).

Perhaps we filter our own outlook of beauty on what we see every day. However, I come from the same place as her and I personally felt it was gorgeous. Or perhaps, what was to be found there in shopping was not to her expectation.

Whatever the case: it was certainly not a financially prosperous locale, but it was rich in so many other ways.

She got off on deck 4 and acknowledged my gasp in a very nonchalant manner as she continued on her journey, after elevating with me on our mechanical contraption, yet, her dour outlook sunk my heart a bit, while we physically moved upwards, hence the irony I was talking about earlier.

So, I kept going up, to Deck 9, as high as I could go, and tried to get back to the frame of mind I was in, before we shared that elevator ride together.

The next morning and day and evening were amazing. We visited Roseau, Dominica. I pushed myself to go for a run, as I have been walking for several years. The run only elevated my mood further, and I appreciated how beautiful of a space I had, to earn my endorphins.

I occasionally stoped and marveled at what these folks get to call home. Me? I’m sort of a tourist. Sort of not. I’m here working. Doing my work. Trying to spread positivity and levity and honesty and stories—even when I don’t outright feel that way.

I want so badly to be an elevator. Sure, in the purely mechanical sense of contraption: it goes both ways. However, I can choose what direction I prefer, and that is to elevate.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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A Warm Hug

A Warm Hug - by Michael Patrick Vitale

I was listening to Richard Feynman talk about light, because he was good at that stuff—and I like light.

It moves at 299,792,458 meters per second, relative to us. Wow. Pretty fast.

And humans, being as we are: everything is relative to us, moving through Space/Time, measuring stuff in this solar system, within this galaxy, within this Universe.

Nothing moves as fast as light, especially people, because we have mass and it takes an infinite amount of energy to move the speed of light. We can get close, but once we reach that speed limit (previously mentioned), it would take an infinite amount of energy to get us there. Your inertial mass is awfully heavy at that point, because you started off as something that has mass in the first place.

A Photon, a small package of light—it has no mass. It’s not pushing or pulling anything. It has no agenda. It’s the fundamental “to be” in being.

Now, imagine that you weren’t a person, and instead, you were a single corpuscle of light. You have a hard time staying put (because you have no mass), in fact you are always moving at 299,792,458 meters per second, whether you want to or not, because you are light!

More importantly though, you also don’t experience time. Time is irrelevant to you because you have no mass and for the most part, you are always too busy moving the fastest. For you, the past, present, and future are all happening at the same time.

What does that make light sound like to you—something that has no need for time and travels faster than anything else just to bring you something bright? Something that has no mass and no need for inertia. It can be deflected or it can be absorbed. Some science folks have even tried to slow it down, and they succeeded for a few moments.

But for the most part, we absorb light, and when we do, we become warm. Literally warm. The same way we describe the sensation of a loving embrace: a warm hug.

This photo is from Grand Turk Island. I thought it looked and felt pretty and wanted to try and capture it so I could share the good vibes and warm feelings it brought me, with you.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Belize City, Belize

Yesterday I had the privilege of visiting Belize City, Belize.

I chose the word privilege as a measured coinage of value and learning—as it came with tears. However, the experience also makes me think and ruminate, which is without doubt, the highest of privilege. Always.

Belize City is not a wealthy city. Belize is not a wealthy country. Like Jamaica, it was under British rule and control for a long time, before gaining its independence in 1981.

Tourism is an enormous driving factor of its economy. It was known at British Honduras until 1973. There are Mayan Ruins that I wish to see if I have the additional privilege of being here again.

There were children beating on whatever plastic container they had handy, trying to make some tips.

I passed an adult maybe forty paces later, who jokingly asked for me to give him two million dollars. What he doesn’t know is that I was nearly evicted out of my apartment last year around this time and almost lost my car, and everything I own. However, who can blame him? What he saw with his eyes, was a tourist.

… and I am. I know. Painfully, I know.

What do I know of life or how hard it is around the world? Not much. I am trying to learn though.

Regardless of wherever we are born on Earth, it is nearly impossible to be born in a place that does not have a government with borders or a currency—or some sort of military. We inherit this from those who came before us.

We inherit invisible lines and exchange rates on rectangular pieces of paper and tiny flats of metals and minerals, collectively taught to believe that they have value. Ultimately, they must, as it helps these human tourists of Earth, no matter where they are born, to put food and water in one’s mouth or to pay rent to the individual who laid claim to a piece of land, long ago.

And from all of this, we get social hierarchy and classes and wealth gaps. And while the last two are unique and not ubiquitous to other animals, the first very much can be found in all animals, which tells me that we have a long way to go, yet still, as a species, if there is any chance of survival, living in harmony as equals.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Montego Bay, Jamaica & Sam Sharpe

Yesterday found me in Jamaica for the first time. We ported in Falmouth.

I started my morning off practicing guitar and drafting an email and letter to our Senators and House of Representatives, in regard to events following the current administration of our Executive Branch. It was penned rather angry, so I am revising it this morning and maintaining any warranted sharp corners to my words. I would hope that if you are upset as I am, you would do the same. Speak your mind to your representatives. Not everyone in history has had that luxury. Allow me the privilege of sharing one such person with you:

Sam Sharpe.

Sam Sharpe was a slave in Montego Bay, Jamaica. He was enslaved on both the Croydon Plantation as well as in St. James. He was owned by Samuel Sharpe, Esquire a local attorney.

Sam Sharpe was a man of exceptional intelligence and was a baptist lay preacher. He believed all men were created equal in the image of God, and therefore, slavery was wrong. He preached about the injustices of slavery and read the works of abolitionists.

In 1831, Sharpe organized a passive resistance movement against slavery in St. James, Trelawny, and Westmoreland by demanding pay for work done. Set to begin during Christmas 1831, the strike turned into an armed rebellion. The uprising was savagely suppressed by the English. Hundreds of enslaved people were caught, tried, and executed in Montego Bay Market Place on May 23rd 1832, where I stood yesterday.

However, the widespread nature and seriousness of the rebellion convinced the British Government that the time had come to end the enslavement of African People. This took place on August 1st 1834. Sam Sharpe did not die in vain. He was hung where I stood.

This was the beginning of a long and continuing fight for freedom by Jamaicans. They received their independence from the British in 1962, at the cost of massive inflation to their new national currency: what was once 40 to 1 US Dollar, is now 250 to 1 approximately. This was the cost of their emancipation.

May we all truly cherish that which rights we have to speak our mind without the cost of our own life.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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San Juan, Puerto Rico

San Juan, Puerto Rico was the last place I thought I would be ending 2025 at—if you were to have asked me at the beginning of this year. I probably would have declined to answer, had I been asked.

Life is full of surprises—and adventures. Paul Simon has this song called “So Beautiful, or So What.” He has this line in the tune where he says “life is what we make of it…” and he’s right.

I will do everything in my power to make it as beautiful as possible for both myself, and others around me.

Forgive me if and when I fall short of this from time to time. I’m human, and sometimes I get in my own way. I’m learning how to forgive myself. Maybe you can find that grace as well should it ever become necessary (fingers crossed).

I am grateful to have you in my life, and feel privileged to have the opportunity to be in yours, should you feel inclined.

I can’t picture myself doing anything other than playing music and seeing the world with my own eyes. Thank you 2025, for providing this to me. You have my undying gratitude strung down my cheeks, and a melody dancing in my head:

Who knows how long I've loved you? You know I love you still. Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to I will. For if I ever saw you. I didn't catch your name. But it never really mattered. I will always feel the same. Love you forever and forever. Love you with all my heart. Love you whenever we're together. Love you when we're apart. And when at last I find you. Your song will fill the air. Sing it loud so I can hear you. Make it easy to be near you. For the things you do endear you to me. You know I will. I will

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Philipsburg, Sint Maartin

At this time last year, I was worried that I would be evicted from my apartment, have my car repossessed, lose all my belongings, amongst many ebbs and flows of dwellings in the confines of my own head—speaking of which, and most importantly: I was worried that I didn’t belong—that I don’t have community, and perhaps, truly, I don’t. I can only try to connect with others, and it is extremely difficult to support others, when just barely getting by financially, oneself—despite managing having done so for years and years, especially when so many people around me seem to function on a quid-pro-quo-type-of relationship (whether that be truth or a fiction of abstraction).

Feelings are very hard at times, like being between a rock and a hard place—or an immovable object against an unstoppable force.

Just because you have them, doesn’t make them true. We don’t have to believe everything we think. They’re feelings: by their very nature, they are irrational. They come and go, and even in the most basic sense, come from the oldest portion of wherever our consciousness comes from in the first place.

Regardless: I am very thankful to be so far removed from how I felt last year. I am thankful that a booking agent is not holding ransom, thousands of dollars that I had already earned with hard work and effort and years of experience.

I am happy to be playing my music for people and to be telling stories about my life, and other people’s lives, through song— and even between the songs, to people I just met, on a cruise ship, voyaging to places I’ve never been.

Today we were back in Antigua and yesterday we were in Philipsburg, Sint Maarten. I bought a Celia Cruz shirt today, because she makes me very happy, and I can think of no better way to say thank you to her and her friends in the band and their collective creative efforts from the magic that is music, by wearing her face on my chest, next to my heart.

Cheers to this year ending, so much better than how it began. May 2026 be a wealth of experiences and opportunities. Thank you for reading this, and for being in my life.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Willemstad, Curaçao

Curaçao is beautiful. Sometimes people call this the C in the ABC islands, above South America.

It’s inhabitants are transplants from all over the world, including Europe, South America, and Asia—but most predominantly West Africa and the Bight of Benin due to Transatlantic Slave Trading. These good folks created a language based off of their many and numerous captures, Papiamentu, a creole based on Portuguese and Spanish.

The indigenous inhabitants were primarily Arawakan-speaking Caquetio people from what is now Venezuela. 

Truth be told, I hear Dutch, English, Papiamentu, and Spanish reverberating from the narrow alleys of rainbow colored dwellings built by the Dutch, hundreds of years ago. Built by the Dutch—but painted by Curaçaoënaars.

I see T-Shirts all over the place that say Curaçao: Est. 1499. It probably involved a flag (a Spanish flag). I’m sure the Caquetio had little use for flags, unfortunately.

Sammuel, one of the friends I made aboard the Koningsdam, is from Curaçao and was kind enough to take us around the island this morning for a bit, before I lost myself, searching for treasure, whether it photos or clothing or food or whatever else I could sponge up with my senses.

I think Aly went to an Ostrich farm. That would have been rad; I’ve never been to one. Maybe next time.

My favorite shot from today, involved this man feeding a big hunk of bread to pigeons. Let me know which one you like best.

The people are lovely here. I’m coming back, if not soon—then maybe a bit later.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Dominica and Saint Kitts

There is an island where tour guides named Sugar, tell you about a spot where the Caribbean Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean converge on one another. It’s a beautiful spot (I took photos). However, it’s even more gorgeous when one is not worried about being left behind by the cruise vessel one is working on, because two over stimulated musicians are running late and stayed a bit too long.

My friend Paulie and I took a cab out to a remote beach on the edge of Saint Kitts. It was beautiful. I was full of gin—and bathed like a Sun God, surrounded by scantly clad women throwing tiny pickles at me. All of this is true, aside from the pickles (that’s a line from the movie Real Genius in which Chris Knight is recounting a dream).

The fact of the matter is that in terms of posting photos and recounting traveling stories to anyone who is even remotely interested, I feel a bit behind, just like I did that day, trying not to rush a good time.

We got back to the ship with one of the navigators, wagging their head in deep disappointment and disapproval. She told us she would leave without us it ever happened again—and that we were lucky because one of the passengers had been injured, and they stayed behind to retrieve the injured passenger (not for us).

She looked like she meant it. She probably did. Not planning on testing her resolve.

The passengers have been so lovely to me. You can drop a pin (and hear it) at a lot of these shows I’m playing. What an honor, to be heard—to be given the opportunity to express myself and play my songs and entertain folks and make some new acquaintances that will hopefully develop into friendship.

Celia Cruz’s voice dances around in my head, daily. I stayed in and practiced today, and got to where I can sing the lyrics and play the montuno on “Toro Mata.”

Toro mata y, toro Mata. Toro mata, rumbambero y toro mata, toro, torito…

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Castries, Saint Lucia

Weed brings people together—even if you’re not smoking it.

Let me explain.

My entire exchange with these gentlemen started with an effort to sell me a joint. I’m not smoking at the moment—because I can’t (I’m fine with that). What I can do is drink though. So, I hung out in Castries today, at a hole in the wall bar, and sewed some yarns.

I told these guys about running away from home when I was eight years old, or the time my friend Josh flipped a Bronco II while I was in high school, and survived the accident.

Truth be told: we all told some stories. It was a good time. They referred to the area as the ghetto. Perhaps it is. Perhaps it’s the richest place on Earth—a beautiful local, full of beautiful people, and it is definitely a matter of approaching with love and respect, an open heart, and a open mind—and maybe an appetite to drink a few gin and sodas and tell a few jokes.

Whatever the opinion: I never felt out of place, and that says something, even if it’s just to my heart of hearts. I’ll be back—and I’ll bring friends. That’s what one does when the vibe is good.

I just finished writing this, and it’s 4:20. Ha!

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala

Today found me in Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala. Some new musician friends of mine served me up with a belly full of laughter, while we took a quick cab ride into San Jose. We ate some Pupusas at a spot that Evelyn, our guide recommended, before heading to an oceanside of dark black sand from all the active volcanoes that reside in the country.

We’d spent the past several days traveling ever closer to the equator, down the coastline of Mexico. Specifically within the states of Jalisco, Oaxaca, and Chiapas. Mangos and Bananas. Beautiful dark indigenous native skin, like coffee beans, grown, either side of a kinetic freeway full or chaotic motorcycles and buses, towards Tapachula, in a congested passenger van full of tourists—like me.

My pale flesh slowly merges into the more tan portions of my skin, like erratic traffic, as I travel deeper into perpetual Summer—within lands than bring me to tears if I give myself enough time to reflect.

I’m so very wealthy with every new day that I get to learn more about a world spinning on its own axis, shared with 8.2 billion people just like me.

Each of these places are beautiful and full of kind folk who show so much beauty and care for those who come to visit in curiosity, by simply living and being themselves.

Aw—there I go mucking up my phone with tears. It just confuses the touch screen.

Back to being in the present moment. I know these photos aren’t much, but it’s a gift. Please accept it.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Loreto, Mexico

We arrived in Loreto, Mexico this morning. We were in Cabo San Lucas the day before. In Cabo, it occurred to me how much I have let my Spanish go—and that I don’t just by osmosis, know the exchange rate between Pesos and Dollars.

I needed a few bars of soap—and to pepper my words with “Muy poquito,” when asked if I speak Spanish. ¿Como se dice …? My face disappeared into my phone looking for the answer to my query.

Jabón

The water feels like a warm blanket—full of puffer fish. Life is an adventure.

I’m teaching myself jazz (the music—and a way of living). Improvisation.

Moments aren’t a bog to be stuck in. They may sometimes put their elbows on the table during dinner, and have a tendency to become something more than a thing that already happened, but we all know what time it is. It’s now (and there it goes again).

While Zhuangzi is definitely the more humorous out of a lot that includes Lao Tzu, the later says: “A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving, because every step is already the destination.” Speaking of which…

I made a walking bass line and comping arrangement for “Autumn Leaves” yesterday. I’ve been spending years trying to play a guitar like a piano, where I can have several congruent ideas happening in tandem. It’s fun. It makes me want to drink coffee and stay up late, and wake up early, and do it all over again.

Autumn Leaves is a gorgeous song. Johnny Mercer adapted the lyrics from a French poem. Thanks Wikipedia (living my best cyborg life).

All the places I am going don’t have Autumn, and I can be fine with that. It’s novel for me.

Speaking of which—I read my first Haruki Murakami novel. It’s called “Norwegian Wood.” It’s beautiful. It made me well up in tears quite a few times (I cared about the characters, a great deal). He has a gift and love for his craft that make him a powerful storyteller—he’s quickly becoming a new favorite of mine. I started “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle” today. He’s looking for his cat (the protagonist I mean).

We’re heading somewhere else in Mexico tomorrow. I hope they have an ocean for me to swim in (winky face). *note to reader: I was actually in Loreto, Mexico weeks ago, but I am trying to get caught up on all my social media posts across all platforms, which can be tedious when also trying to live life and see new places one has never been to before. This is from October 28th*

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Stumbling (Into the Next Thing) - Mike Vitale and Nathan K

This song starts off with an unexpected pregnancy, and ends with happy parents, observing their own reflection from their youth, in their children.

In my own experience, life doesn’t go as planned. It is full of surprises and difficulties and trajectories that are unanticipated, yet full of beauty—it’s as if we stumble through life, tripping and falling into the next phase.

I wrote this song with my friend @nathankmusic while I was in Nashville several weeks back. Thank you for listening to our work. I’m so very proud of what we made together—and I hope that this tune might find you and circle a few times in your lap, before curling up, softly, in a warm place around your heart.

I don’t know what to call it. Maybe “The Next Thing” or “Stumbling (Into the Next Thing)”.

If you like it, please share it.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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I'm a Semi-Finalist in the Unsigned Only Music Competition

My song Rare Bird was chosen out of 5,000 songwriters to be a semi-finalist in this year’s Unsigned Only Music Competition.

https://www.unsignedonly.com

This is a rather prestigious honor, given the nature of the people judging the event, which include Aimee Mann, LeAnn Rimes, Robert Smith (of The Cure), Jill Scott, Chris Curlos of OAR, Arty, Nicholas Petricca from Walk the Moon, Janiva Magness, The Devil Makes Three, Masa Takumi, Sanctus Real, Rodney Atkins, Ruthie Foster, as well as music editors from publications such as Rolling Stone and Billboard Magazine, and executives from talent management and consulting. 

Rare Bird was entered into the Folk and Singer-Songwriter category. I’m thankful that some people out there dig my music. I’m appreciative.

This song sent me to the Kerrville Folk Festival again this year and I’m stoked about the connections this tune has helped me to garner this year amongst my peers and music aficionados or fans or whatever might be the best nomenclature for someone who digs my creativity.

An acoustic version of the song is available on the streaming services too, right meow. Here is a link to that: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/mikevitale/rare-bird

And the actual recording that I submitted, as well as the one on streaming services, was filmed live in front of a camera. Right here:

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Heart of Gold - Neil Young

I live in this old 1926 bungalow. It was built maybe before insulation was thought about, in a bungalow. Insulation had to have been around and used, before the mid-twenties—maybe not. I’m not going to Google Search that. Well, whatever. My place gets hot—when it’s hot, that's what I'm getting at.

I have this loud swamp cooler—but I thought this might sound better with that off.

All of this to say, this has nothing to with this great song other than an explanation for my glistening face. It’s sweat. Or, I’m a glittery Vampire in a young adult Vampire Series. May this find you all in front of a fan. You can be my fan if you want.

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WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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The River Down Beneath

I wrote this from a dream I had on 5.14.25, while traveling around Oklahoma and Texas the past few weeks.

It’s called “The River Down Beneath”. I found some really lovely artwork for it this morning, and will release it to streaming services Friday June 20th 2025. Thanks for listening to me.

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THE RIVER DOWN BENEATH

words and music by me and my Unconscious

Dr. Miller speaks

Some sort of pedagogic speech

Singing praises of days and endless music

And I’m transported to a vestibule

With a river down beneath

There’s a man hanging there across the door

Like some old Christmas wreath

When suddenly the man

falls from the door

Into the darkness of a chasm

That I’ve never seen before

I can’t help but think

To replace this human wreath

Dr. Miller thinks

Therefore she lays a desert Sphinx

Watching over the Giza’s threefold structures

And here I am back at a vestibule

With with my dreams and my health

Rummaging through these kitchen cupboards

Perched up on a shelf

The cupboards are facing towards the ceiling

And I’m lifting lids to look inside

I never find what it is my thoughts are seeking

But I break a hinge as I try

And as I step down from the countertop

Behind me there’s a man smiling on a bed

Who am I who thinks?

Is it this consciousness that links

The field of love and light and eternal structure

Because here I am crying in a world of hurt

With homelessness and regret

Waking from successive nights of slumber to a world of mounting debt

I feel my connection to the folks I meet as travel this world alone

I give my thanks to the nourishment from food I eat

As I make my own efforts to grow

And as I live a life of meager means

There’s a purpose that I wish to know

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Welcome Home and The Kerrville Folk Festival

I’m getting packed up to leave the Kerrville Folk Festival this morning, for Houston, Texas to visit a few friends and play a show, before I head back to California.

This has been my second year in a row having the opportunity to attend the New Folk Songwriting Competition, and I’ve been doing my best to be present while I’m here—so I’m writing this from a Starbucks, with some A/C and internet before I start my drive to Houston.

I wrote this song called “Home” a long while back. It’s about how home isn’t a place: it’s people. You don’t have to agree with me on that notion: it’s my own personal belief system—and I don’t want to push that agenda on others. Moreover—I hope for it.

I open up my heart for others.

Some people wipe their shoes on it (and that’s okay).

Others yet still, pick it up off the floor, dust it off and put it back where it belongs (thank you my lovelies).

And then there are those few who have this perplexing perpetual gift of bouncing my heart on a chair like a Jewish Wedding. 99.9% of the time, they are artists. You know who you are you.

“Love is eternal sacred light, free from the shackles of time.”

“Welcome Home” will never grow old on these tired ears, so it will remain the music of my soul, having it said to me, and I too, will say it in return.

Thank you my friends.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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The Puzzle (Acoustic)

I’m a deeply curious person. I look at the world around me, and I see endless mystery.

Potential quantum fields, where you as an observer have just as much importance in the creation of reality, as a particle within that quantum field, that seemingly chooses one state once you observe it.

Wow.

And you’re living in this. What I just said a second ago is how a quantum computer works with a qubit. That qubit exists in a superposition until it is utilized for computation.

I mention all this, because that’s what this song is about. It’s about reality and life here on Earth. It’s about mathematics and religion and science and whether these are things we discover or if they are human inventions.

I’m reading this book by Carl Gustav Jung right now called “Answer to Job”. It’s about the Book of Job from the Torah or the Old Testament.

YHWH. Jung made this speculation: what if God is Unconscious?

I can only shrug my shoulders—but what I can say is that I’m immensely thankful that I am conscious and I get to ask questions and be curious and read books and write songs that celebrate this mystery that we live in. We take it for granted; I take it for granted.

The Puzzle. That’s what this song is called. It’s on an album I just put out called Desert Dogs.

You can stream it. You can buy it. I’m gonna go for a walk and appreciate all this natural splendor today and be thankful. If you like this tune, it's also available to listen to in its original form, here:

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/mikevitale/desert-dogs

A Recipe for Kooky's: https://linktr.ee/mikevitale

Bob Loblaw's Law Blog: https://mikevitalemusic.com

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Thanks Harry

This is my friend Harry. He took every bit of the money that I had in my bank account today.

So why am I smiling so big?

Because Harry’s a good guy. He helps out a lot of musicians and folks like me, by doing really crazy hard car repairs for an affordable rate.

I’m smiling so big because he gave me another 100,000 miles of life on my car to tour and play music and to try to find people that really genuinely love my art and want to see me succeed at this crazy endeavor of mine:

To connect with enough people that I can make a comfortable living as an artist. When I say connect, I mean genuinely connect. Like I touch their heart and soul.

I don’t know if you know this, but that has been pretty hard. I’m 46 and I’m still trying. For what I lack in a lot of things, I make up for in effort and perseverance against all odds—and heart—speaking of which:

I had a girlfriend once who told me that I wear my heart on my sleeve. Yup. I do.

Thanks Harry: this smile couldn’t get any bigger if I tried. You got me back on the road. I can’t thank you enough for that.

If you are interested in supporting my continued efforts, please consider contributing to me directly, here:

https://gofund.me/8ff4ee77

PS my latest album came out today on streaming services today. I poured myself into it. I hope that can be felt and heard.

Stream the new album:

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/mikevitale/desert-dogs

Purchase the new album:

https://mikevitalemusic.bandcamp.com/album/desert-dogs

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Desert Dogs Now Available on All Streaming Platforms

My New Album DESERT DOGS released today, Friday May 9th.

It should be live on Spotify and Apple Music and will continue to aggregate to all the streaming services throughout today.

This has been a unique release for me, as I treated every song on the album as a single. I’m happy to finally have it out to the world. My very last single is SILVER LINING. That will be live on the streaming services as well.

I gave Spotify about two weeks to mull over that track, in terms of Playlist Placement. I’m not holding my breath, but always hope for the best. I also manually pitched it to playlists for Spotify this morning. It's about $80 to do that, and I'm happy to give it a go, because I believe in this song and I believe in this album.

The Album Cover: I took this shot at the Natural History Museum in Manhattan in 2021 while I was out on tour supporting my previous album Φ.  They are desert dogs. Unique. Unlike and unrelated to wolves and coyotes. They are their own special variety, and the last of their kind. That is why I chose them: Wild African Dogs.

Thank you to everyone who contributed to its creation:

Frank Reina - Drums

Evan Stone - Drums

Tamir Barzilay - Drums

Brad Cummings - Bass

Paul Jones - Bass

Dave Gonzalez - Bass (R.I.P. my friend)

Cory Hunter - Bass

Chris Halopoff - Guitar

Molly Miller - Guitar

Cory Clark - Guitar

Scott Dibble - Keys

Jesse Nason - Keys

Anastasia Flionis - Background Vocals

Geoff Pearlman - keys, drums, guitars, bass, shakers, percussion

Ryan Lipman - Mixing Engineer

Andre De Santanna - Mixing Engineer

Barrett Slagle - Mixing Engineer

Jon O’Brien - Mixing Engineer

Geoff Pearlman - Mixing Engineer

Mark Alan Miller - Mastering

Thank you for being incredible at what you do and for making this with me.

Link to Stream:

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/mikevitale/desert-dogs

Link to Purchase Album:

https://mikevitalemusic.bandcamp.com/album/desert-dogs

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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Take It Easy | The Eagles

Here’s a one mic take of one Mike playing a take of Take It Easy by The Eagles (but mostly Jackson Browne?)

Recorded into an AT4033 on a Martin D3R

GoFundMe (help me get to the Kerrville Folk Festival and back on Tour) https://gofund.me/b15baea8

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

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