A Coyote

If this song were a cocktail, it might take you somewhere—and it would also be crafted from some fine ingredients.

One Mark Twain—specifically "Roughing It". One tablespoon of Eddy Arnold The Cattle Call. A dash of nostalgia. Several shakes traveling  out and about's, to and fro, hither and thither.

A pandemic. I forgot about that too.

Other stuff.

Sip it though.

I would write out the lyrics, but that would negate all the time spent inserting the lyrics above. You're going to have to experience it in real time—not at the speed of read.

Not at all is also an option (that being my least favorite).

Any hoo.

xoxo

M

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Coyote

words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale

Vocals, Background Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Upright Bass, Wood Blocks - Mike Vitale

Drums - Evan Stone

Background Vocals - Anastasia Flionis

Produced by Mike Vitale

Engineered by Mike Vitale, Evan Stone and Anastasia Flionis

Mixed by Ryan Lipman

Mastered by Mark Alan Miller

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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Jambalaya (On the Bayou) | Hank Williams

I made this for Petra. She is a very nice person I met on YouTube and she lives in Austria. I think that's pretty incredible that people can connect in 2025 from such an extreme distance. She loves Americana and Blues and music of the older variety. She probably loves a swath of music I imagine—however, I wanted to say thank you for being so cool as to hang out and listen.

Human connection is a beautiful thing. I am thankful for it. Especially from a distance...

Speaking of which: my friends Devon Teran on Pedal Steel and Riley on bass, all the way from Kansas City, Kansas! Thanks guys! This made my day to mix.

I'm also thankful for Hank Williams. Holy shit, what an amazing songwriter he was, and a gift to the ears.

Above all else, thank you to everyone who has been helping me on GoFundMe to get caught up. The number zero has never looked quite as beautiful to me. It felt really wonderful to record, and edit and mix and video edit and color correct this song. It felt nice to hear from Petra this morning, for her to say that this made her happy. Wow. That brings me a joy that I can’t quite capture in essence, however, I hope this is a good start.

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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Breathe (In the Air) | Pink Floyd

Pink Floyd was a profound influence on me growing up. My older brother Clark used to play Dark Side of the Moon while my parents would be away. He would have it up loud enough to hear it all over the house. It is an experience—not just music. I was fortunate enough to make a few friends in high school, that all loved this album as well, and that is when I started paying attention to the beautiful lyrics written by Roger Waters. He calls them "a little adolescent and naïve in its preoccupations, but I'm not belittling it. It's like a rather wonderful, naïve painting."

I would be willing to argue they are not naive in their preoccupations. Breathing. It is the very first thing we learn to do in this life, once we emerge from a very warm and dark place for the first time. It is the control of our own perturbations—meditation.

I humbly offer my heart to you through this song. What a blessing it was to make this yesterday. The Los Angeles wildfires are burning all around me. I had to find a quiet take for this song, as there were helicopters and planes audibly dropping much needed extinguishers all over these burning wildfires. I live in Eagle Rock which is very close to where the Eaton Fires are burning. Thank you to all the brave men and women who are working day and night to allow me the opportunity to continue doing this: making music and trying to connect with others—and to breathe—to breathe in the air.

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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Empty Circle by Mike Vitale

Leave it to me to forget to post this song, the day before the next single comes out.

This is the third of five singles I will be releasing consecutively, leading up the release of my full LP called ϕ

Empty Circle is one of my favorite songs on the album. It was written in retrospect to a particularly difficult portion of my life. Hindsight is 20/20, some people say. There is a deep well of truth to that notion—yet, there is also a particularly poignant lack of definitive answers to any questions we ask the mysterious 8-ball of life, or ourselves for that matter. We oscillate within the frequency of our own convictions and heart. Ever changing—sometimes instantaneously—sometimes on the plank of our own decisions at sword point on a villainous vessel of plight and circumstance.

We also just blow things out of proportion sometimes—like a balloon that doesn't quite know its own limitations—or like something just full of hot air.

It's our own reflection on the matter in hindsight, that lets us file these memories with some sort of archaic Dewey Decimal System for later study in the annals of our own life. Perhaps we can work hard to find meaning and improvement and personal growth in the library of our human experience—or we can chatter away with whomever, while the librarian inside our skull exclaims with a shoosh that we are far too loud in a sacred place of study.

Just like the little boy protagonist in this song, lost in the woods: I saw my own footprints in the snow, and became excited—only to discover that the trail of footprints were in fact, my own—I was walking in a giant circle, truly lost, cold, and all alone.

This one is called Empty Circle. You can listen to it on your favorite streaming service, here:

https://songwhip.com/mikevitale/empty-circle

As a small side note: thank you to all the wonderful people who find meaning in the tune, and have been adding it to their playlists on Spotify and so forth. I am humbled with appreciation for the gesture of sharing. I balled my eyes out writing this song. May someone find comfort in it knowing they too are not alone.

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