I set out on the road again the other day for a two month tour. I booked back to back nights in two different cities for the first time and rushed to my second show in Atlanta and went 70mph at times. This is something I never do. The whole point of having my Westfalia is to slow down and live a minimalist life and to live in love everyday with my journey, in good times and bad. When I got to Atlanta, my coolant was leaking and my van was not happy. It was no big deal, just one of the hoses that I hadn't replaced yet, but I saw it as a sign to slow down and remember what it is that I'm doing.
Perhaps, this is the problem with society today. We have the cruise control set to 100mph and we want to go faster. We're going too fast to see each other and taking in so much information. I sometimes feel crazy for quitting a good job with good people to hit the road to play music in the age of downloading, but most of the time I feel happy. Happy to be useful in society.
The Brody's in Decatur, Ga. are becoming good friends after hosting two shows in the past year and a half. I'm Myla's second favorite artist after Taylor Swift. She thinks I play stadiums.
Last Friday, Paul Hebert hosted a show in Madison, Al. We played at the old Black Bear. What a sweet family and love that little town.
Into the sweetness of the unknown. I'm sitting in a Nashville cafe and don't give a damn about all the super star musicians. When I peruse the magazine sections in the book store, I skip the rock god magazines. I feel like people need to get off of their hi horses and put their feet on the ground and find empathy. Empathy is key right now to get us out of this mess. Man has been fighting since the beginning of time, you think we would have figured this out by now with all of our technology and cleverness. May music find its healing powers.
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