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The Robber yells… “Throw your hands up!” The Rapper yells… “Throw your hands up!” The Rabbi yells… “Throw your hands up!” Seems like some twisted posture of prayer. I haven’t been praying much beyond “thank you” lately. Exhaustion + Guilt = Avoidance.    I’m driven to make records people are dying to play. The challenge is doing that while simultaneously writing from *that

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We believe in CREATIVE EXCELLENCE. We believe in STANDING OUT. Please enjoy "Tears In Your Eyes - The Theophilus the Scholar Remix". And if you believe what we believe, please LIKE/SHARE this song!

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"LOUD & PROUD (12TH MAN!)" SONG CREDITS:SONG WRITTEN BY: ANTHONY J. SHEARS, CAM'RON ANTHONY, SHIRIN EBRAHIMI, MAJOR MYJAH, SONG PERFORMED BY: ANTHONY J. SHEARS, APRIL 12TH, CAM'RON ANTHONY, FREDERICK THAAESONG PRODUCED BY: MONSTA OF MONSTROCITY MUSICSONG RECORDED & ENGINEERED BY: ETHAN CARLSON OF STEREOGRAPHIC STUDIOSCOPYRIGHT: SHEAR GENIUS PRODUCTIONS/THE WRITER'S ROOM 412/SmG

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For those of you who missed it... "Loud & Proud (12th Man!)" by Anthony J. Shears featuring April 12th SEATTLE STAND UP!!!!!!  

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September 30, 2013  I wrote this song simply because it needed to be written. In a way, this song wrote itself with the type of season our Seahawks are having. When you've been a Seahawks fan as long as I have, you understand the importance of authenticity and loyalty. That's what being a 12 is all about - Authenticity! New single: “Loud & Proud”   Follow Anthony J.

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February 26th, 2012 Sanford, Florida, USA. Tragedy, race, prejudice, anger, outrage, and pain collided on that fateful morning. A teenage boy in a gray hooded sweatshirt. Candy and an iced tea. A mixed-race Hispanic male. One bullet. Two lives destroyed. Two deaths. Thousands of lives impacted. The Retreat at Twin Lakes. Forbidding gates with a welcoming name.

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It's been such a long process that I don't even know where to begin. I learned so much releasing this project that whether or not it does well commercially is secondary at this point. I don't even know what to say. But what I will say is this... A year ago I was in Seattle, sitting at a park, writing notes on a journal about a project I wanted to release. Or in this case, re-release. I had the

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My uncle used to tell me "If you have no haters, you're probably not very successful." Ironically, the woman who helped bring me into the music business, my 6th grade Language Arts teacher Maggie Everett, used to tell say, "Never pay attention to the critics - Don't even ignore them!" From my first day of elementary school when my bus driver asked me if I carried so many books with me to

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There's a certain artistic insecurity involved in creating art and selling it. It feels a lot like ditch digging. Entertainment is the end goal for some. For me, it's a dirty word I've tried to avoid as much as possible. What this process has help me discover is that LOVE is a strong as death. But that passion is stronger than both of them.  My music is paradoxical. It allows me to find

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"Escaping from the world outside I turn to you Knowing I can hide In the warmth of your music Till it heals my soul Sets me free Of the fears untold And restores my sanity. When depression takes my day "Tears In Your Eyes" Somehow, someway Soothes away the sadness From my troubled mind And lets me leave The hopelessness behind When I dry the tears from my cheeks. When the

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"Hello Anthony J. Shears, "There's some things at home baby I don't want you to see" Hits me hard hearing that right now. My parents have my nephew my sis is messed up on drugs prostituting just crazy. The rest hits me I've been through the worst abuse. My boyfriend has fractured my nose jaw shoulder choked me till I pass out smashed my face with my breast pump while our 2 month old was in

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"Dear Anthony J. Shears, OH MY GOD!! I didnt expect a reply, I cant stop crying! Tears of joy of course. Thank you so so much, this is one of the happiest moments of my life! I cant wait!! Its been a dream off mine to meet you but just seeing you live will be such a blessing! Your song "Tears in Your Eyes" has given me the strengh to finally stand up for myself in my relationship.

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Poem By "AT" "I hadn't been to active on Facebook in awhile, I hope you still read fans Facebook messages, your popularity has boomed recently. Wrote this for you, I'm not a good poet but I tried my best. I don't normally write poetry unless I truly felt inspired by an experience. Here it is, About a year ago, I started to lose hope, trying to find a rapper, that I

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7/23/2013

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Into the night, James Morrison's "IF YOU DON'T WANT TO LOVE ME" sings a desperately sad song... TONIGHT feels heavy. EYE live in a time capsule hoping to write thoughts that land on their feet and hit the ground running.   But tonight is PURELY exhaustion. Weeping is worth 10 friends, but it's just me here tonight. And these thoughts without TEAR(S). So I go WITHIN to avoid the physicality

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The more I find myself within it, the more I realize that the music business is no place for unchaste art.  Not that my art is in any way unchaste. I ascertain, however, that my art is really the only thing about me with any beauty at all, and for that I am grateful. We spend hundreds of hours in search of the best soundtrack to express these ideas that have forced themselves upon us. For

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Tonight feels a lot like it did 25 years ago...  Only what was once a deep-seated fascination with abandonment now invokes something that reaches far deeper.  And in much the same fashion as I did back then, tonight I seek solace in only myself.  It is in times like these that I am best alone.   In the last 25 years I have experienced ruination in a wide range of emotional,

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This moment is a moment for the underdogs... Life is a bed of roses where some only get the thorns. But this moment is for the underdogs. For the person that's failed... The deadbeats. The sometimes defeated. The disadvantaged. The down-and-out. The duds. The failures. The flops. The flunkees. The underprivileged. The under-achievers. The cretins. The obnoxious. The stupid. The idiots. The

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Thunder rolled tonight and shook the walls... Interrupting my contemplation on my beloved. We spoke today. Well, in a way we did. I feel most alive in the moments right before she calls me "the past".  My words sit down next to her, silently. She doesn't see me for who I am now, but still looks upon what I used to be with something similar to love. Her tears are the tides that wash in,

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Fan-Art by "K" Made me think of this song... "Valerie... I know you can see through me (I know you can see through my lies, oh oh) Valerie... You just choose to never know (No you just don't know, what I do, what I do) Valerie... (Valerie) Why pretend to trust in me? (I don't know why you trust in me baby, but I think I might know) Valerie... You'd rather this than be alone..." - The Weeknd,

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This was a poem we received from a fan, inspired by our music. Thank you "C". NEVER GIVE UP HOPE. EVER! For the one who knows and understands,For the one who's healing hands reach across the lands, For the one whose journey is the same,For the one who is always there to take away the pain. When around, my light is so bright, A beacon for a weary traveller in the night,He never lectures

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Flawed,  sensitive,  male. Pure character. Love is a strong as death. Passion may be the strongest. And lives here. AJS

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I will take only one thing my grave and that is the nightmare of an unfinished song. Freedom is the result of acts proceeded from our entire existence.  When we achieve that it resembles that which we find occasionally between the artist and his work. Quiet the voices in your head with your own. Live out loud. Creating your own sense of destiny. AJS

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The hardest songs to write are LOVE songs. Because the easiest time to write them is when you are feeling HATEFUL watching them go up in FLAMES... You will see rain, and think of me. And say: he preached hope and wanted love The falling of tears will feel like razor blades And your heart, like then, will tremble. And yearn for old umbrellas. Sincerely, me

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To master without,  you first must master within. Belong nowhere.

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