JACK FITZ
Jack Fitz doesn’t play to please. No fluff, no polish — just weather-worn songs with backbone.
Jack Fitz’ songs are like weathered fence posts — rough, rooted, and built to last. Raised between the pines of Maine and the plains of Montana, his music is outlaw country grit meets Americana storytelling. With a voice that rumbles like a boxcar, Fitz delivers road-weary burners cut from the same cloth as Colter Wall and Townes Van Zandt.
“Tell Shooter I Quit” – the rest of the lyric says it best: “We need a gunner on the banjo and I’m just a hypocrite”
“Maine To Montana” - Heartbreak road trip.
“Six Dollar Gallon” – Road anthem for a world priced out of its own promise.
“Dirt Roads No Signs”- A song about the tiny town in Costa Rica where Jack spends his days these days.
“Hard Ground” – A dust-covered prayer for redemption, and maybe just one good year.
