My last blog post was June 22. That’s not like me, right? What happened? Did I go into a coma for six weeks? Well, not quite. But I did have a pretty severe accident that caused…
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Where I Belong
Wow, this is my first blog in, like, over a week. Inexcusable. I’m sure if you’ve followed my goings-on via Facebook, you’ve learned of the recent unfortunate event that has left me temporarily not able…
Hold Onto That Towel!: The Power Of Response
Today, I serendipitously uncovered a book by Jeff Goins about writing. It’s a free eBook that can be found when you register for his free webinar. Unfortunately, I missed the webinar, but I was still…
The Impossibility Of Being A Modern Artist
Over the past week, I’ve had a lot of time to think. One of the things I’ve thought about is the multitude of responsibilities we artists are required to take on, especially in this day…
Heart + Sleeve = Soul
After being “schooled” by Johnny Neal, former Allman Brothers keyboardist, and Adam Wakefield, himself a great keys player and vocalist, had an enlightening conversation last night at Neighbors with harmonica-ist, Gregory Hommert. We talked, in…
Thus Quoth The Bullshitter
I was having this discussion with a girl at The 5 Spot the other night who was clearly into me. She was saying that if you’re a musician in Nashville, you couldn’t claim to be…
An “Oops” I Probably Shouldn’t Write About, But Am
So, last week I found out that I had made the mistake of double booking myself. I had agreed to play with Austin Webb’s band on a New Jersey/North Carolina/Massachusetts tour. Then, about a week…
More On Balance (Or Why Time Management Is A Waste Of Time, Pt. 2)
As promised, today’s post will continue the “balance” theme. Monday’s post, “Why Time Management Is A Waste Of Time,” was my thoughts on how any attempt at time management, another way of saying “finding balance…
Why Time Management Is A Waste Of Time
How’s everything? So, I hope you enjoyed yesterday’s Mothers Day song – I had wanted to record that standard for a while because my mother’s name is April, and Sunday seemed the perfect opportunity to…
Greetings From Pensacola!
I write to you from the sunny shores of Pensacola, Florida, where we’ve been enjoying Bud Lights, oysters, and sunburns! Tonight, David Oakleaf and the Open Road will be playing at Flora-bama, which I understand…