“Certain things are so blatantly offensive that they require no warning. At some point they cease to be vile and cross over into the realm of the merely ridiculous. A quick glance at homosexual pop singer Logan Lynn’s song titles is enough to tell consumers everything they need to know about his work.” – Focus on the Family (2/4/22)

My friend pretended to be a concerned parent in order to get this statement from the music reviews division of James Dobson’s anti-gay evangelical Jesus cult, after hearing me talk about how Focus on the Family’s Parental Guidance Magazine was the only way I discovered secular music as a sheltered Christian kid growing up in said cult, last week on the radio. 🤣🏆

I’m framing the email they sent her, as well as the official statement she got the queer-hating Family Research Council to issue about me and my music. Nothing has ever been funnier, y’all.

Listen to what all the homosexual fuss is about at www.LoganLynn.gay and burn in Hell for an eternity!

New Money has been out for one week! Thanks for listening, everybody.

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I released my 10th album this week and next year will be celebrating the 25th anniversary of the 1st one. Wild stuff.

I can’t ever tell if I am the hero or the villain of this story, so I usually land on: I am both. People are assholes and I’m one of them. Unlike most of you though, my entire humiliating human journey is on record. Every dark thought I had as a teenager is literally downloadable on iTunes, a quarter of a century later. It’s horrifying and liberating all at once, and has always felt this way to me. I made bedfellows with overexposure early on in my career because I had to as a result of my writing, not because I understood what that would actually mean 25 years down the road.

I’ve been writing songs about what’s happening in my life at any given time since I was a child, and began recording and releasing those songs professionally when I was 17 — still very much a child. Life was all the way off the rails for me back then, and so is everything I did and wrote during that time.

My discography exists in two parts: 1998-2008 sounds like drugs and violence because everything around me was drugs and violence. 2009-now sounds like a person putting things back together after all the drugs and violence. I do my best to stay compassionate with myself about the lot of it, and I am ultimately glad it all exists — but it’s so incredibly hard to look at, in parts. I was a very sad, unwell person for many years, and that comes through loud and clear in all of those tracks from before.

My songs have never been about answers, and they still aren’t. Even now, as a happy, well person, I am all questions and nothing else. It has been this way for as long as I can remember. These albums are just a reflecting pool; kinda hard to make out, quite like the years.

Some of you have been with me this whole time, others have joined at points along the way, and many of you are just getting here now. However you found me and my songs, and however long you have been around, I hope you all know how much it means to me that you are here.

And for anyone about to dig into my back catalog: Apologies in advance. It was the 90s and I was freebasing cocaine.

XO
Logan