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An Inspired Chat with Tyler Lee Frush of Woodstock

We recently had the chance to connect with Tyler Lee Frush and have shared our conversation below.

Good morning Tyler Lee, we’re so happy to have you here with us and we’d love to explore your story and how you think about life and legacy and so much more. So let’s start with a question we often ask: When have you felt most loved—and did you believe you deserved it?
This is a difficult question for me. I know that I am loved—by the people I’m blessed to create music with, by my family, and close friends I confide in—but I often struggle to remind myself of that. I would not say that I deserve it, and I can’t say if anyone truly does. That’s part of what makes love so poetic: it cannot be bought, it is selfless. If genuine, deserving or not, it endures.

Can you briefly introduce yourself and share what makes you or your brand unique?
My name is Tyler Lee Frush, and I’m an artist from North Georgia. I write music about my life in the hope that it helps others feel what I felt when I experienced it. If there’s one thing I’d want people to know about me, it’s that I am blessed. I may struggle at times to remember, but I am always reminded. When I perform, I share the stories behind my songs—where they come from and the vulnerabilities we often try to hide. My goal is to show people that if you’re going through something, one day, it will pass.

Great, so let’s dive into your journey a bit more. What relationship most shaped how you see yourself?
I could say my mother, as she has been the most constant presence in my life. I could also say my father, whose wise words have stuck with me more times than I can count. But in terms of how I see myself, it would have to be my grandfather. I strived to be as much like him as I could. I saw him as strong, selfless, helpful, and honest. He was my hero, so when he took his own life, it threw my self-image into shambles. I still wouldn’t say that the way I view myself now could be considered healthy after experiencing that. I’d like to tell you I am selfless. I’d like to tell you I have no pride in myself—but truthfully, that depends on the day.

What did suffering teach you that success never could?
I’ve asked myself something similar to this before. When I write, there is a kind of suffering that takes place. To open up what’s hurt you and live in that hurt until you know what needs to be said, and how to give shape to the emotions surrounding it. I wish it were easier sometimes—that I could simply sit down and enjoy the blessing of even being able to write. But through suffering, I see the suffering of others, and I know that what I do might help relieve a part of that. Without my own hurt, I never would have known.

I think our readers would appreciate hearing more about your values and what you think matters in life and career, etc. So our next question is along those lines. Is the public version of you the real you?
I would say that it is. That’s not to say there aren’t things I keep private, but the only way I know how to reach people is through being vulnerable with them. And with vulnerability comes honesty—sometimes an uncomfortable amount. “Sing what you can’t bring yourself to say.” At this point, I don’t think I could wear a mask even if I wanted to.

Okay, so let’s keep going with one more question that means a lot to us: If you laid down your name, role, and possessions—what would remain?
I have a song that isn’t out that i think would be an interesting answer to this:

No One From No Where

I’m just a no one, from no where.
And I’ve come here with no one to meet.
No place for my head, no pillow, no bed,
No shoes for my sock-less feet.

No lover, no mother, no sister, or brother.
No crumbs to sit down and eat.

Not a tear in my eye, not a way to get by.
No shame left to not need to beg.

I cut off my ear, and took out my teeth,
I stumbled, so here, have my leg.

I’m just a no one from no where,
And I’ve come here to just rest my head.
Lord look down, and pity, a man from no city.
And tonight let me rest in Heavens bed.

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