About 16 hours before he was due at his first nine to five job in some time, Jake Stotlemeyer pulled out his guitar and played a tune.
My heart’s on fire but my soul feels so cold
I don’t think I got what it takes to be alone
I never told, no
I never told nobody that
Barefoot, in shorts, long hair pulled back from his face, Stotlemeyer, who performs under the name King of Scoundrels, and sometimes just King of S, has no accompaniment — just a guy and his guitar.
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