A.R. Jacobs pens simple, honest songs that feel and sound effortlessly timeless - which is a stark contrast to the story of how he started writing. Born awhile back - under twin suns of a desert planet - he spent his childhood nights heading into town, picking up some power converters, and sneaking into the local cantina to listen to the live music performed nightly at the seedy watering hole. It wasn't long after that first trip to the cantina that A.R. Jacobs started playing, singing and writing songs himself - using any and every instrument he could get his hands on. The rest is history...