Roy Dawson isn’t just another singer-songwriter—he’s cut from the cloth of rock legends. The kind of cloth that smells like bar smoke, sweat, and American grit. The kind of cloth soaked in heartache, highway miles, and hand-written lyrics on paper napkins—torn and stuffed in back pockets after a long set at a dive bar somewhere between nowh

I Stand Unbroken: A Tale of SurvivalI have survived countless attacks—both spiritual and physical—when the odds seemed impossibly stacked against me. Yet here I stand, unshaken, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. There were times, even as the storms raged and the night grew dark, when I felt the weight of it all, when the blows