2009 IS GONNA SHINE!
We only have a couple of weeks until the official release of Azalea, even though we’ve been selling on-line for a couple of months, and we’re already getting some very good press. It’s an exciting time! have come in and, we think, some local
Everybody seems to comment on how good the record makes them feel and we couldn’t be happier about that. That’s why we made it in the first place. The making of Azalea was a labor of love and now the promotion of it feels the same way. We’re making new friends daily and folks that we’d never thought would hear it are sending us comments about how much they like it.
We’re being played on a number of podcasts and indie radio stations across the country. If you happen to know of any folky/rootsy stations in your area, please call them up and request Azalea. One podcast that is regularly playing us is The Acoustic Diner. Google them. It’s a GREAT show!
So, let’s have us a big old fun-filled year! The stock market may be down but good, homemade art and music are ours for the making and enjoying.
Peace, love and pot likker-
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2009 IS GONNA SHINE!
Had a great time at the Frank Brown International Songwriters Festival in Florida in November. 350 writers this year!!! Many thanks to Joe Gilchrist, owner of the Flora-Bama, for hosting all of us this year. I got to play seven rounds and this was my first year. Lucky boy am I!
I couldn’t have done it without my Gomer cousin, Ken “Bullit” Hart, who set me up with lodgings and laughter. He is a true buddy and I love him even if his taste in mayonnaise is weak and tame. Otherwise, he is a go-getter and salty somebody; a lover of language who likes loafing and libation. We co-habitated with the venerable and always suave, Rock Killough, who, in my mind, should be in the Songwriters Hall Of Fame. He is beloved by all who know him even though he tried to kill Dr. Ralph Stanley and many of his closest friends witnessed this near crime. Rock always carries a very sharp knife and an even sharper mind. He is the only old man I know who can sleep until noon.
Got some great oysters down there. Try Wintzell’s Oyster House whenever you are in the greater Alabama area…they have several locations all over the state but the best is in downtown Mobile…the original location. Those baked things that they do with the jalapenos blow my mind. And, the fresh shucked ones are, in the words of Pat Conroy, “the sea made flesh”. De-LISHHHH.
Can’t wait for next November! If they’ll have me back down there, I’ll be thanking my lucky stars, Bullit Hart and Joe Gilchrist.
JOURNEY TO THE LAND OF FAULKNER
Well, this past weekend, the brisk autumn breezes blew me down yonder to the Oxford, Mississippi, area (Home of Nobel Laureate William Faulkner, with whom I share a birthday, September 25th) to render up a set or two of original songs to delight the local music absorbers. At the generous invitation of fellow troubadour Ken Hart, I gladly packed up the old D-18 and, armed with nothing but a pack of pork rinds and a pint of Knob Creek, I shot out of The Music City Friday afternoon and arrived at Ken’s just in time for cold PBRs and hot catfish.Before I knew how it happened we found ourselves sitting in on Nancy Apple’s third set over at Taylor Grocery. Nancy is an amazing singer/songwriter and plays a wicked snare part with a set of brushes and a Dukes Of Hazard lunchbox. She really lays down the law with that thing. Luke Duke has been beaten unrecognizable, virtually erased by constant 4/4 slapping. She is also quite salty on the accordian.Don’t recall our full repertoire that set but I seem to have a foggy recollection of me singing a vowel heavy rendition of “Stormy Monday Blues” while a middle aged couple was groping each other, slow dancing right in front of us, and Ole Miss debutantes were screaming like raging bats for us to play Earth, Wind and Fire. I managed to rip through an impromptu intro to Sweet Home Alabama causing my jam partners’ eyeballs to roll to the backs of their heads and debs to squeal with Red State delight.The next night, Ken drove Travis Lamb and me down to Carrollton, Mississippi, to play our paying gig, The Carroll County Market. Conceived, owned and run by the stellar Cecil Abels, musician extraordinaire himself, CCM is a fine eating place and VERY vibey music venue. If you’re ever down there, the steaks, pizzas and bbq are fantastic and the music is always good. Friendly staff and the customers are all home folks and lovers of good tunes.Anyway, we had a ball! Can’t wait to do it again!Now I’m back in The Volunteer State for a few days before I head down to perform at The Frank Brown International Songwriters Festival on the Gulf coast. Come see us down there next week. Lots of legends will be serenading the flip flopped masses with their chestnuts of gold.Until next time this is Old Cousin Jefferson saying peace, love and cornbread. Happy Trails!