Hurricane Weather

This track comes from Aaron Stransky's core identity — Folly Beach roots, 843 area code, the raw unfiltered version. It tackles Hurricane season in the low country — evacuations, preparations, the community coming together, the aftermath and rebuilding. The lyrics get specific — "Contraflow on 17, taillights red for miles" — because personal tracks on Majik's are personal for real, not performatively. The rock production matches the energy of the confession. It hits dramatic and tense, in that order. Every personal track in the catalogue comes from a real moment, a real feeling, a real person. This one is no exception.

[verse 1] Weatherman says Tuesday but the ocean knows tonight The water's pulling backward like it's loading for a fight Plywood on the windows of the taco shop on Center Everybody leaving while the storm is trying to enter Contraflow on 17, taillights red for miles But somebody's gotta stay and keep the systems in the files That's me, A-A-Ron, CTO on the sand Servers in the truck bed, laptop in my hand [chorus] Hurricane weather, we bend, we don't break Hurricane weather, we board up and we wait Low country people made of salt and stronger stuff Hurricane weather, we never give up [verse 2] Eye wall passes sometime around three Palm trees sideways, power's down, can't see But the backup generators, yeah, they're humming like a song Public safety systems keeping everybody strong Morning comes like mercy with a pink and golden sky Debris on the beach but the lighthouse standing high Neighbors checking neighbors, that's the way it's always been Folly gets knocked down and Folly gets back up again [chorus] Hurricane weather, we bend, we don't break Hurricane weather, we board up and we wait Low country people made of salt and stronger stuff Hurricane weather, we never give up [bridge] They see a little island and they think it's fragile But this sand has held through centuries of battle Every storm that comes just makes the roots grow deep Every flood that falls just makes the people steep In something stronger than the wind could ever know [chorus] Hurricane weather, we bend, we don't break Hurricane weather, we board up and we wait Low country people made of salt and stronger stuff Hurricane weather, we never give up [outro] Hurricane weather We always come back 843 strong