My name is Tyler Paul Steinle and this is TPS Shenanigans. The reason for shenanigans is mostly cosmetic. I mean, look at me. I’m a grown a$$ man, I wear really tight jeans, I kick a suitcase and tambourine for money, and I own a kazoo that I most definitely DID write off for tax purposes.
Seriously though, To those of you who have never heard of me, let’s start off with this. I’m a musician, writer, poet, laborer, carpenter, loving husband, and devoted father. I’ve been a part of 32 Below for over a decade and am currently tackling all its needs to maintain in operation and survive (aka CEO/Owner)…which seems overwhelming but we are still grinding.
I’ve been an important figure in my world only. This is important to note because I’ve been living life as if it were a movie. I’ve finally realized that IT MOST DEFINITELY IS! It’s time for me to start acting like the main character. It’s time for me to acknowledge my potential. I’m not a comedian. I’m definitely not overly serious, but I sure am serious about getting serious with the gifts God has blessed me with.
What I want people to know is this:
I play music. I write things. I make things. I dream things. I love my family. Now I’ve been quiet for a while, no live chats, no live streams, no YouTube updates, nada. I’ve been intentionally quiet. Now I know the world is full of controversy and opinions and for the most part publicly and socially I don’t advertise my own. It’s time to start.
I am a Christian. I believe in Jesus and the Good Book and am forever grateful to have had him walk with me (yes, even when I was living in sin) throughout my life. I pray and have never stopped praying even when he seemed so far away or wasn’t a priority in my life. This is my belief now that my eyes have opened. Thank you Marcella for helping with that.
Priorities in life:
#1. God
#2. Family
#3. Everything else
I’ve lived a wild life but I truly did not have a purpose until the Lord blessed my wife and I with our beautiful daughter. I want the rest of my life to reflect this blessing and I’ll explain that.
I’ve been writing many varieties of music and poetry most of my life mainly in the style of “me” because I don’t really conform to any format nor do I have the care to accommodate to, nor have a desire for my compositions to align with the standards of modern radio, production and engineers; with whom I’ve had dealings with and got to experience first hand. My influences are too many to name and I give credit to all who create. I love all music yet as one in the industry for an extended amount of time will fatefully admit, it becomes work.
I now find myself with a new inspiration. A priority número uno . I am a father.
A brief history:
I met my beautiful wife and mother of my child at the gym in an oddly historical and yet beautiful way. Sure…We’ve had hardships and been through times of struggle in our, now, years together but we found ourselves exactly where we needed to be to start our family. I wasn’t sure WHEN we should’ve started this life altering event but on the flip side of that thought...when is anyone truly ready to bring another human into this forever changing and scary world? Anyway. We made the choice. We did it. It was terrifying. It was a miracle. I am forever changed. We are healthy, thank God. I love her and her mom with all of me and I will do whatever to make sure there is food on the table and freezer is full.
Alright. On to what I really need to say.
As I grew up I thought it’d be neat writing songs for me and telling stories of of things I’ve done or wanted to do. The longer I’m alive I’ve come to this truth that those stories were never meant just for me, the songs were never meant for you.
I’m selfish as hell and I’m mad at myself
I’ve held myself back from growing
I got married to a woman who loves me true and I love her back
We bought a house and made it a home
We decided to venture into the unknown of parenthood
We had a beautiful healthy baby girl. Thank God
The miracle of life is what it is. An absolute miracle and I’m blessed every day my wife my baby girl and myself made it out of that hospital room.
The perspective that followed these events here after is what I want to write about.
I’m done writing songs about trucks and beer. I’m done writing songs about love that could’ve should’ve never would’ve happened. I’m done writing songs about a broken heart, the lord willing. I’ve achieved my state of happiness and yet here I am. Unhappy. I’m unhappy with myself. I have all these stories that I thought I’d share over my time as a writer and what do I do? Well I just up and sit on them. They’re not good enough. I’m not good enough. “They’re not done yet” I’d say to myself. Well something within me changed. I’ve started “actually” listening to people and developing a new perspective and love for my world. I also found out the world we live in is full of shades of gray and half truths. They say information is power but damn is it scary knowing things. As happy as I found my path to be, I find myself scared for my little girl. The future is changing exponentially right before our eyes. Tomorrow we may wake up and Ai is wearing a crown. Whatever that implies (good or bad) I know that people are scared of change and scared people are capable of wonderful and terrible things.
The stories I want my daughter to remember me by is my next big thing. Things I believe in. Things Ive come to know true. Things I’ve learned the hard way. Things I don’t yet understand or unknown things I’ve come to question. Stories of love for my father and mother and my family. Stories of hardship and struggles through experience. Stories of dreaming of the unknown. Stories of human marvels and stories of terrible truths. Stories of real struggle. Stories of faith and perseverance. In truth the next songs to come are only a few. More will come. More will merge. More will develop. More I will understand and want to tell her and show her. Sure I will have one or two that I thought were cool and the lyrics aren’t meant to be anything but a tale. Don’t judge the rest of the book by that one chapter you read over and over again just to tire you’re already tired eyes. Don’t judge people. Be good. Be human. We are after all just that. I love you and your mom Marcella.
Second thing: I’m also a businessman (circumstantially). I took the chance to run a band and own a brand and drive a business through what some people call a “pandemic”. Though we may have different thoughts on how that affected the world, I would argue that has altered the course for humanity one way or another. It sure did for my business. I currently own/operate/perform/write for the band/business 32 Below (32 Below, Inc.). I’ve been with this company since 2013 and have found myself in full ownership since the last partial owner left in 2019. I find my life totally encompassed by it. I think when you own a business it sorta owns you in return. I’m trying to take back control of what I can. This website is a start.
If you’ve made it this far…I owe you a tasty beverage next time we meet. God Bless you all. I pray life finds you in a good way. Again…Be good. Be kind. Share this thing called “love”.