Come on in!

I believe we are all in this together. More alike than we are different. Common ground often found in the stories we share and the songs we sing together.

Explore the Rooms

My home is yours. Please come in and explore a room.

  • A Personal Journey

    Be inspired to look more closely at your own journey with all the gratitude, grit, and grace that life demands.
    Mark walking down a road in old-town Seattle, holding a guitar

  • The Brothers Four

    Discover through the songs and stories of the Brothers Four how youthful passion can become a lifelong adventure and career.
    image of The Brothers Four

  • With Mike McCoy

    Celebrate the power of kinship through music. Join Mike McCoy and me as we share the songs and stories of our enduring bond.
    Mark Pearson and Mike McCoy walking with each other on a beach

  • Love and Partnership

    Explore the wonder of love, self-discovery, and connection in songs and stories often written for and about my wife, Pat.
    Mark Pearson sitting with a guitar and his wife, Pat

  • Songs for Family & Friends

    Enjoy songs and stories of a life made richer by the love and support of family and friends as well as the kindness of strangers.
    Mark Pearson with family and friends.

  • The World We Share

    Recognize in songs and stories how we are all here together, more alike than different, one big often dysfunctional human family.
    Mark sitting on a beach look out over the water

  • Passing the Torch

    Appreciate life as a relay in this room filled with songs and stories written for those who will inherit the world we are leaving to them.
    Mark pearson walking on the beach with a child on his shoulders

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Passing the Hat

When I was starting out I often sang at places where people didn’t pay to hear the music. We simply passed the hat. While it was understood putting something in the hat was never required it was always appreciated. Many passed when the hat was passed. Some put in the change in their pockets. A few would open their billfolds and put in what Tom T. Hall called "back-pocket money". Sometimes someone might simply write a note and put that in the hat.

Making money was far from the heart of what we were doing back then. It was about getting together, about the joy of sharing songs and stories. About being part of a community. Part of something bigger than ourselves. Knowing we were not alone. Getting paid was more an afterthought.

So, after thinking about it, everyone who visits here these days is welcome to freely explore every room. I am truly grateful to everyone who visits, and additionally grateful when someone decides to put something in the hat.

Mark in the woods near his house, smiling holding out a hat