James Lanning

James Lanning is a writer, lyricist, photographer, grown-child, and visual artist bred within the sprawl of the Maryland, D.C, Metropolitan area; notably amongst the progressive milieu of three gas stations (maybe four), McDonald’s, Pizza Hut, 7 Eleven, China Dynasty, and later, even a Wendy’s.


Yet, James’ music sounds less like childhood haircuts had in strip-mall basements, the shop’s requisite Penthouse magazines, or Dad’s sniffling friend and barber, Dick*, than it does the self-led therapy sessions carried out on top of New York City Bridges, underground in its subway tunnels and abandoned stations, and the more conventional sessions held within a nondescript - and Hampton Inn adjacent - W 31st Street office building.


James has dad issues and struggles with idolatry, suicidal ideation and obsessive compulsive disorder. James wants to help people, but is also given to misanthropy.


After seeing videos of a listless Mazzy Star performing “Fade Into You,” James decided that he too can stand (sit) on stage, unmoving, while performing eddies of dispirited rap tunes. They’ve allowed James to do this from Sibiu, Romania, to Philadelphia, PA, Washington, D.C., and repeatedly in New York City.


*name has been changed, as James gets paranoid about lawsuits


Disclaimer - James hates this bio, the concept of having a bio, and that he has people sharing that bio on his behalf.