
Transient troubadour Matt Moody has run the gamut a few times over and still has gas in the tank. Reared from Cleveland and walking a tightrope between genre’s since he began, his styles converge somewhere in the middle of rust belt grit, western motifs and vulnerable melancholia; if 90’s pop rock and americana had a bastard child steeped in blues and soul. Prolific, elusive and hard to define, Moody’s career thus far has landed him on stages high and low; major festivals (Bonnaroo 2022 as a member of Wax Owls) , legendary venues (Douglas Corner Cafe, Hotel Cafe), local joints (Grog Shop, Beachland Ballroom & Tavern), coffee shops, lofty vineyards, beer soaked bars and everything in between. Having released two solo full-lengths and a split EP with production duo Seacoast, Moody has kept busy across the midwest, California and Tennessee; co-writing with some major players along the way like Steve Cropper and Karen Staley, though most of his releases are of a singular vision.
The Misery County Line is the third full-length from Matt, set to release October 10th, 2025. Raw, volatile, tender, a touch humorous and fully uncensored; Misery teeters back and forth between anguish, aspiration and acceptance of the reality of things, personal, cultural and otherwise. Tinged with a sonic quality and sincerity all it’s own, the album breaches ideas of what’s labeled as “americana” these days and punches through with an iron-fist on tracks like Thanks for Asking and Doesn’t Mean a Thing - reminiscent of Moody’s upbringing on grunge and rock n’ roll. Songs like Brick Wall, Cowboys and Let’s Get F*cked Up (And Go Have Some Fun) rejuvenate the more unconventional side of the broad scope we call “American Music”, conjuring echoes of Elliot Smith and Daniel Johnston. Sparsely adorned with anxious electric guitars, somber slide parts and not much else, Misery is sort of a far-cry from Moody’s previous release, Still a Kid in a Painted Sky, which was lushly decorated and produced with a whole arsenal of instruments. Recorded mostly in Santa Ynez at Joel Jacks’ Studio, Matt’s vision with The Misery County Line was to present something true to the sounds he was making out in California with drummer Stuart Blackie and bassist Nathan Tao; an epithet of the time spent living, writing and performing in Los Angeles and throughout the coast of California. “All I want, is to look through God and see the world. As it is, as I am, as you were” Moody drones on the closing track Through Generations; a testament to his philosophy on creating this record and life in general.
From Cleveland to LA to Nashville, Matt remains busy gigging where he can and writing along the way. Some music from his side project SUPER HOT GLUE GUN has been featured in TV series such as ABC’s Grown-ish and Hulu's How I Met Your Father. To celebrate the release of The Misery County Line, Matt has two release shows planned: October 10th, 2025 at Happy Dog in Cleveland and November 15th, 2025 at Bar Lubitsch in Los Angeles.

PUTTIN' IT OFF
Nina’s in the back with her mind made up
we should get to heaven with a little luck
57 chevy or a pickup truck
just keep me on top, keep me on top
I was never good at playin rainbow road
cheap thrills are boughten and cheap thrills are sold
moving like molasses in the afternoon
me and my girl will get to heaven soon
but I keep putting, putting it off
but I keep putting, putting it off
Pour a glass of wine and let the universe
take its damn time with the human curse
fables are forgotten feeble and rehearsed
digging that dirt, digging that dirt
Angels and devils in a hurricane
washing me clean of every sin I’ve made
Hollywood’s calling every ball and chain
try to keep sane, try to keep sane
but I keep putting, putting it off
but I keep putting, putting it off
Do we ever make it to kingdom come?
with all I've done it's never enough
I DON'T MIND
That's my baby sitting on the couch
talking about yoga, undoing her blouse
she's emotional and I'm okay with that
like a flower
she gets
away with it
I've got friends and I've got enemies
turns out, they both got ahead of me
mono a mono, head in my hands
oh the things that i can't comprehend
chewing it over again and again
then I remember we'll all be dust
so I don't mind
it too much
Call me up and riddle me good
my daddy's in the shop
while momma gets wood
we're a long way now from the neighborhood
and that supper bell
Homemade sins and breakaway lambs
I've got my sights set on Japan
like an eagle I'll fly to the top of the charts at last
or maybe my moment's passed
then i remember it's just dumb luck
so I don't mind
it too much
So what's the big takeaway here you ask
well it feels like I've been yappin' my best
but I don't have much left
that ain't been said
except we'll all be dead
like rocks and such
and I don't mind
it too much
JOHN WAYNE
Every day in autumn is a lonely spell
when your heart goes missing at John Wayne's motel
in the not far distance I can see the view
surely I'll be better all because of you
Say ooh, say
I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
Think we gravitated
I have payed my dues
all the time that's wasted chasing avenues
I don't need the money or a golden key
I have found an answer
right in front of me
She say ooh, I say
I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
Wasn't made for television
this wasn't made for masquerades
you are all I've ever wanted
now say
ooh, say
I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
GRAVEYARD
Im shocked, how could you be so cold?
And then pretend like you don’t know
Wish I could move on down the road
Wish I could turn away
I search for hope
there's not a trace
Whats behind that empty gaze?
Its like your lost in outer space
Like you don’t feel a thing
You built me up
you broke me down
Ive been a fool for sticking around
You put up a fence to keep me out
I should’ve known from the start
I'm not surprised this fell apart
I bet you have a graveyard full of hearts
Still find it so hard to believe
That you could care less if I leave
I guess that I'm not what you need and
That’s hard for me to say
I just cant take it anymore
Theres not enough here to fight for
You never loved me like before
Can't even look me in the eyes
Wish I could walk away
CUTTING YOU LOOSE
It really shows
you don't know me at all
I'm tired of feeling two feet small
I gave a chance for you to come around
but you painted all in red across the town
through all our ups and downs
I got the news
you've been talkin' to who knows who
I'm cutting you loose
I'm cutting you loose
Thats some nerve of you
you threw me under the bus my dude
I'm cutting you loose
I'm cutting you
Right out of this
I had to put an end to all those nasty things you said
I had your back
when did you have mine?
you took a blade and twisted it in my spine
at least I've got my peace of mind
PARTY IN THE VALLEY
When I wake up in the morning every part of me's dead
pull me out bed
fix my coffee, hit the lighter and roll over again
is it ever gonna end
Well there's wind blowing in my hair
flowers on the guarder rail
sometimes feeling innocent
Mona Lisa in a benz
Pick me up and drop me off
I could never learn to bend
but I'm softening
I've been in a spell
feeling overwhelmed
drowning in the light
it's alright
it's alright
Well i guess i should get over my self
its not like you could help
quick, there's a party in the valley I think we should attend
they said to bring your friends
well
I still ignore the signs
mad about the candle light
tell me I'm not acting right
speeding on a stormy night
tears falling into rain
something to disguise the pain
till theres nothing left to face
I've been in a spell
feeling overwhelmed
drowning in the light
it's alright
it's alright
It's alright
its alright
it's all gone
CRASHING IN THE OCEAN
Hold me down
and break me in
I am dust
fading skin
and when I die
don't forget
I'm just
crashing in the ocean
of everything
All my life
been facing it
opened eyes
will let you in
So when you die
I won't forget
you're just
crashing in the ocean
of everything

