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You Should Be Here For It.

March is always a weird time of year for me. It’s the anniversary of the last time I tried to take my own life — and nearly succeeded. It’s also the anniversary of my being hospitalized for said suicide attempt, which was ultimately the catalyst for my getting off drugs and alcohol once and for all, after 16 years of being stuck in a crack-fueled trauma cycle I just could not break out of by myself.

That was 12 years ago this month, and in the 4,380 days since, I have found a way to center my entire life around love, healing, and forgiveness. I’ve fought for myself and built a career that I am super grateful for and proud of. I have food in my fridge and a beautiful roof over my head that I never take for granted for even one moment, after struggling with housing and basic safety for most of my teens and 20s. And I have found ways of belonging in the world alongside the friends and family who made space for me to become this person all those years ago.

Thank you for believing I could and for holding me close. I realize it’s hard for some people to picture me this way. I am unrecognizably well, and you really just had to be there…but if you weren’t, I’m glad.

And if you are struggling right now, please know you can always reach out. Life will change if you stick around. I promise. It’s what life does. You should be here for it. 🖤

Hate Your Life? Blow That Shit Up.

One year ago tonight I decided I was going to pivot professionally, put my belongings in storage, ditch my house, break up, buy a $100,000.00 RV, and move to the ocean with only the dog and a mess of Gucci ready-to-wear. I had no real plan, but knew it was time to quiet things all the way down for a minute.

That minute turned to 8 weird months on the beach, and the path from there to here has been nothing short of strange and beautiful — but my plan did work. 12 months later I’m happy, relaxed, inspired, surrounded by kindness, and regret nothing.

Hate your life? Blow that shit up. ✊

Logan Lynn’s “ADIEU” Reviewed in the February 2017 Issue of Disarm Magazine

Logan Lynn's ADIEU on 150 gram red double vinyl album (2017 Disarm Magazine)

Disarm Magazine picked my new record ADIEU as one of the 10 “Best Albums of 2016” just days ago and now they have published the most exquisite, long-form review in this month’s issue!

I am so touched that they took the time to really listen to our record the way they so clearly did. What a review!

Click HERE to read it on Disarm Magazine’s website, or keep reading below.

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37 True Things I Hope I Never Forget That I’ve Already Learned About Life on the Eve of my 37th Birthday

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I’m turning 37 tomorrow and wrote myself a list of 37 true things I hope I never forget that I’ve already learned about life.

1. No one is going to believe in you all the way except for you. You will have supporters and sales and reviews and boos and applause and every so often other people might even want to take a piece, but the dream is yours and yours alone. People will tell you that you don’t belong or that you shouldn’t believe, but here’s what: You DO and you SHOULD. Nobody puts baby in a corner (but know that literally everyone will try)

2. That pure belief you have inside yourself is made of solid gold. Protect it. It’s the most valuable thing you will ever own.

3. It’s perfectly alright to enjoy being in quiet, dark places by yourself. The world is hard and bright and you are allowed to go inside whenever you damn well please and stay there for as long as you damn well like.

4. The truth is magic. Every good thing that has come to you in your life has been because Read the rest of this entry »

Logan Lynn’s Upcoming Studio Album “ADIEU.” Featured in Vortex Music Magazine

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From Vortex Magazine

Sex, Dogs and Mental Health? Logan Lynn Tackles Depression and Suicidal Ideation on New Record

by Chris Young

After years of translating emotional hardship into musical coherence, Lynn’s grief has “opened the door to creating something beautiful” as he returns with his eighth studio record, ‘Adieu,’ in September.

To put it simply, Logan Lynn’s been through some shit lately. After losing his beloved Pomeranian, Dutch, followed by the demise of his romantic relationship, Lynn documented, sonically, all the emotion that was pouring forth from his being.

Recording some 500 voice notes on his phone “over the course of this particular four-month mental health crisis,” Lynn waded “through the hours of often incoherent, tearful screaming sessions and a cappella melodies” and found the bones to his new record, Adieu.

“Unlike all of my other albums, every single one of these songs was born in my head without any instruments,” Lynn explains. “They all came out almost like spirituals.” Alongside longtime collaborator and producer Gino Mari, the pair took the pieces and made them into songs. “It has been difficult and beautiful and I feel so proud of what we have made out of something so terrible.” Read the rest of this entry »

Logan Lynn Interview and Photo Spread in February Issue of Bear World Magazine

Logan Lynn by Andrew Carreon (2015)
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Oh, 2014. Good Lord.

Logan Lynn by Adrian Sotomayor 2014
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Happy Thanksgiverz 2013, Darlings!

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It sure has been an eventful year so far. From releasing my record “Tramp Stamps and Birthmarks” in December of last year, then building a live show and touring it this past summer, to Miley Cyrus blowing my world up this past September, to a mountain of personal triumphs and tragedies the likes of which you will have to wait to hear about in my book (which is also a real thing as of this year), I am left feeling lucky to be part of something so moving.

I feel so thankful to have all of you in my life still after all these years. It’s pretty incredible, actually…and I do not take it for granted. I am so lucky I sometimes can’t believe it.

A lot of people have worked really hard for a really long time to make this amazing thing happen with my music, and I am just so grateful for each and every one of you who has ever worked with me on a song or video, shared a stage with me at a show, or bought one of my records and played it for your friends. Every good thing that has been happening to me lately is because of all of your love and dedication, so…THANK YOU!

My life is in the midst of what can only be called a huge transition this year, and it’s a lot to take in, so I am doing my best to breathe and move very slowly. I’m sure I will miss things, and I’m sure I will fuck things up along the way…but I feel hopeful about the future and am just so excited about that.

This week I wrapped a top secret feature film that we have been shooting for the better part of the last two years, which I can’t tell you any more about until after the new year, but I am so excited to share this piece of my life with you soon. Thank you to everyone who has supported me through this process. Making movies is hard, y’all!

…and last, but not least, Gino Mari and I have been camped back out at The Country Club studios in Portland and we are already 4 songs into laying down this new record. I’ve never felt so connected, so viscerally involved, with a group of songs in my life. This experience has been nothing short of spiritual so far, full of heartbreaking, sometimes impossible moments to face – and yet, it’s sounding beautiful and just so right.

We’re thinking we will probably release a single sometime in the Spring to give you a taste of what we’ve been up to, so…just make it through winter and I promise to make it worth your while.

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That’s all for now, my dears. I hope this finds each of you happy and well and that you eat to your heart’s content on Thursday!

xx – Logan

My Mother, The Warrior

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Mother’s Day today has me thinking about my own mom, how our relationship has changed over the years, and how lucky I feel to be where we are today together. Our story is one of deep struggle and even deeper joy, all held together by an unbreakable bond which was no doubt formed lifetimes ago.

My mother has always been a strong woman. Growing up in the same oppressive church that I did, she was held down for many years by traditional religious ideals and company which didn’t allow her to identify with this power, but those of us who have known and loved her all this time know that she is a beautiful, powerful force of nature, and she always has been.

Her loving sweetness, her well-read brain, her deep, complex inner life, her quick wit, her fierce loyalty, her earnest desire to be good; to know and accept the truth, and to be forgiving when others fall short, all make up her character and feed into a bright light about her. She brings this light with her when she enters a room, and all who find themselves in her presence are illuminated by it. I have watched this happen in dark corners of buildings, as well as in the darkest corners of my heart, for my entire life.

I learned how to cry from my mother; how to get in touch with my raw feelings and let them out when the world is too mean to keep them in. These skills have been life-saving at different points in my being here. My experience of growing up gay in the Midwest, even sometimes from those closest to me, was that there was no room in the rural Christian landscape for a sissy like me. My mother never once made me feel this way. She took me to dance class when I wanted to go, and she sat proudly at my recitals. She bought me Barbie dolls when I wanted them, and while I’m sure it must have scared her, she always seemed to celebrate my being different.

When I was older and troubled from the battle scars of my youth, my mother once again loved me through her fear. She marched bravely toward death as Read the rest of this entry »

Logan Lynn: The Dangers of Being a Girly Boy

(Originally Published on The Huffington Post on 2/28/2012)

A recent study led by researchers at the Harvard School of Public Health has found that one in 10 children faces an elevated risk of sexual, physical, and psychological abuse due to gender nonconformity (meaning kids whose interests, pretend play, and activity choices before the age of 11 fall outside the bounds of those typically expressed by their assigned sex). As a result of the abuse, many will suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) by young adulthood, which can lead to a smörgåsbord of risky behaviors such as drug abuse, promiscuity, and self-harm, as well as producing physical symptoms such as chronic pain and cardiovascular problems.

Having been born one of these gender-nonconforming kids many years ago, I know firsthand the experience described in the study. These new findings suggest that even if I had not been birthed into a fundamentalist Christian cult, my parents would still have had their work cut out for them with regard to keeping me safe. (I plan to add this new info to my ever-growing parental forgiveness file as soon as I finish writing this.) Sad as it may be, from the moment I took my first breath, I was something of a moving target in this world.

Though I have identified as a cisgender male my whole life, as a kid I always enjoyed playing with dolls, making jewelry, singing, acting, and dancing — all things considered “girly” by society and, at the very least, by the mean kids I grew up around in rural Nebraska. I gravitated toward girls my own age back then, not because I wanted to be one of them but because they were nice to me, and we had the most in common. The other boys took note of these similarities, and they teased me relentlessly.

I was a sweet, sensitive kid who didn’t like sports, which made me the target of much bullying and harassment from kids my own age all the way until college… but this isn’t breaking news. Everybody already knows that we faggy kids get our asses kicked as we grow up, and most of us don’t need a Harvard study to tell us what the long-term effects of that abuse are, because we are still living them out to this day. But hey, it gets better, right?

I can’t tell you how many times in my life I have heard the argument that people turn gay as a result of Read the rest of this entry »





 

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