do whats ripe

Just a quick shout out and a huge heart felt “THANKS YA’LL” to all those who supported my “do what’s ripe” t-shirt campaign first time around. Using the Boost platform may not have been the  best way to push this line initially but it gave me an opportunity to see if this was something that had potential, and by the responses and requests to “give it another try!” I believe it does.  I’ve decided to try again and this time around I went ahead and met with some very talented designers and screen printers and together we have designed a hip, comfortable, t-shirt with a positive reminder that in all aspects of life “do whats ripe.” I’m so excited to launch this start-up line and to spread the good vibes. The shirts are going into production soon so please stay tuned for details.

Thank you so much and remember do what’s ripe!


A little story about my day today.

I took some time to clean the windows on my ’92 Chevy pick up truck, “Ol Blue”. I bought “Ol Blue” brand new, in San Antonio Texas before my move to Nashville in 1994. He’s the first and probably only “brand new” vehicle I will ever buy and like Bob Seger sang this Chevy is “Like a Rock”…except for the little hose that carries the window washer fluid from the window washer fluid reservoir to the little jets on top of my hood, because it rotted out about a year ago….I’ll fix it, I’ll fix it.  So I decided to clean the windows. Now, I know I make it sound like a big deal, but I also know ya’ll are like me, and to carve out an hour of your busy day, to break out the  step ladder, Windex, and newspaper and really, really, clean the windows, inside and out, front to back can really take some scheduling.

But I did it, I cleaned the windows and wiped away months of road dirt, grime, fingerprints and bug splatter and I went about my day running errands, taking my boys to school, going to the Y, but now it seemed different. Blue seemed smoother, quieter, faster, almost like he was 10 years younger and all I did was clean the windows…

I found it funny how such a simple act could impact my perspective and influence me to be more aware of how I look at and deal with the daily ups and downs. Am I looking at it through a clear windshield or one clouded by things I can’t control?

When I wipe away the things I can’t control, I can focus on the things I can.

I challenge you to take a few minutes and clean your windows. Wipe away all that junk that’s clouding up your view. Enjoy the clarity of your world. You’ll be surprised how it will affect your perspective.

Make it Mater

After Texas…

Home, my little slice of this big ol planet. It’s my center, my fueling station, my world. After traveling for a few days it sure is nice to come back to it no matter how cluttered the garage how many weeds in the garden or how long the “honey do” list. I love this place. The shows this weekend were amazing and memorable.

San Antonio, beautiful as ever. Rich with culture, history and country music lovers. Our hotel was right on the river walk and the smell of the freshly cooked tortillias wafted down Houston St. calling to me but I was strong and managed to resist. I was able to visit with my mom, step-father, brother, sister-in-law and nephew and have them as my guests to our performance that evening. Seeing friends and family while traveling is definatly a perk but, like I mentioned to my mother, it’s also kind of a “scrambler” to the daily routine of being “on the road.” That being said, it is an honor and a pleasure to have family and friends come to my “office” and I will always welcome the opportunity to have them.

Houston was pretty chill, during the day, I had no guests…well I could have thought of a dozen or so people I could have invited but I have far passed my limit of comp tickets for this tour  and thought I shouldn’t press my luck. We stayed down town and from our hotel it was hard to tell that a F4 hurricane blew through there less than a month ago submerging a large portion of the city. And by the sound and livelyness of the audience that evening we could tell they were ready for a good time.

Dallas, was amazing. Our hotel was a 10 minute run from Dealey Plaza and the grassy knoll. Denny and I walked around the historic site and listened to the conspirators as they rolled out their shpeal. It was interesting to see tourists risk being hit by a moving vehicle just to kneel down, smile and get a photo of themselves over one of the two green X’s on the road that mark the location of the motorcade when the fatal bullets hit their target. The show that evening was stellar. I wish everyone could know the feeling I get standing on that stage. I know the songs, I played them since April, I know the show we’ve done over 70 this year but there’s still that nervousness that makes my hairs stand up and gives me a high like no other drug, or drink I’ve known. I’m addicted, a junkie, and I’m sure there is no rehab strong enough to break my love…my need, for the rush and exhilaration  of the concert stage.

I get back on the bus tomorrow night and head to Pittsburg, PA, Washington, DC, and Greensboro, NC. I will be looking for all the shiney happy people who have helped make my dream come true, and just know that  I am always more than happy to stop say hi, take a picture or just chat. So if you see me please stop me, and let me thank you.

Love, Peace and Happiness



Yeah! I’m still here…


Sometimes I forget, and before I know it so much time has flown by that there’s no use trying to recap so I just start from the now.

NOW… THings have been great. The boys are all healthy and doing their best in school. I emphasize THEIR for me because I need to contiously remind myself that they are not me nor ever will be. They are as unique as a finger print and along with thier external uniqueness there is an internal uniqueness as well. And I realize that not everybody is good in English or Geometry but that’s okay as long as they don’t give up. ” The only way you can fail something is if you quit.” Abe Lincoln

I’ve been reading a Joel Olsteen book that has really encouraged me to look into the bible. NOW, I’m not a religious man, I tend to favor developing a relationship rather than studying the religion, but this book has really driven me to the bible not for evidence but mostly for knowledge. I feel the hunger to know, to research to learn. I know I spend way too much time on my phone or computer so reading more has really been something I’ve been trying to do more. And If I can learn techniques to help me to be a better person AND learn some scripture knowledge that’s a win win situation.

Essentially Life is amazing. do I have struggles? yes! Do I have worries? yes! Do I wish and want for more? of course. But when I sit back and think about it, I realize, I’m only in controll to the tips of my fingers. I will focus on solutions and not problems. I will feed the positive and starve the negative.

I can control my thoughts, my thoughts become my actions, my actions become my habits, and my habits become my character.

Live well, Love Large.




Let Me In Baby 2.0IMG_3423                                                                                                                                                     In my hotel room in Baltimore. Just finished playing my violin and I’m headed to the gym.

Feeling blessed and thankful.

One of the most profound things I’ve learned while playing music on the road is that I have to MAKE time to do the things that make ME happy. Now, I know that sounds selfish but believe me, the sense of gratitude and fulfillment that I get when I spend some time on filling my tank is amazing and the feeling carries me through the day.
Now, I am an active father as well as a performing musicician and like everyone else, my free time at home is precious. When I’m traveling, the free time is a little more abundant but I can let it get away from me if I’m not careful. But when I’m at home, I’m HOME and I would rather not take any time away form my family. But it essential to my happiness, my longevity, my being. And when I fulfill Me, my happiness, I’m a better person and it in turn, spills over into my families happiness.
If I don’t carve out time in the day it can quickly become so packed that even the thought of spending an hour to focus inward is lost and never given a chance. Then, at the end of the day I beat myself up.

             I know what I have to do, I know how to do it, it’s all about making the commitment.

It’s ME vs ME and I will emerge victorious                                                                                              IMG_9442

We have to be happy to make others happy. We have to love ourselves before we can fully love others.

Everyday devote an hour to your happiness. Whether it’s working out, painting, riding a bike, or just drinking a cup of tea and sitting still. Find those good feelings and fill your tank.
Every second spent worrying about things we can’t control is one less second spent loving and being happy.
Spend your seconds wisely!

Taken at Red Rocks Colorado.

Here we are…

The Roosevelt

Looks Like Marlyn

Austin Texas…
For weeks…okay months, this day has been awaited on and now it’s finally here and there’s nothing I can do about it. Tonight we’ll perform to a few million  listeners and viewers on the iheart Radio Country Music Festival and it’s going to be F^&*ING AWESOME!

Tomorrow I’ll be home, a place I’ve not been for two weeks, and I can’t wait. But we have done some amazing things…

Played on Good Morning America. Performed at TIME Magazines Top 100 Most Influential People Gala in New York City, where it just so happened that Tim was amoung the list of 100. Stayed at some amazing hotels. Palm Springs Indian Wells Resort and Spa was totally killer! Played Stagecoach in Indio Ca. a huge audience!
Played The Ellen Degeneres Show. Hiked Runyon Canyon in LA two days in a row. Played on Late Night with Jimmy Kimmel. Stayed at the famous Roosevelt Hotel (said to be haunted ya know?). Played a private show for Zaxby’s, a chicken restaurant chain, on the shores of Coronado beach in San Diego Ca. Stayed at the world famous Hotel Del Coronado (which is also said to be haunted). Now I’m here…Austin Texas…iheart Radio Country Music Festival…then home….a day I’ve been waitin on for a long time…

Peace, love and happiness.


I Wasn’t Ready for the Cold

Damn. Anchorage Alaska…and all I want to do is curl up under the covers and watch netflix. People, it’s coold

Anchorage 10:15

Anchorage 10:15


I left Nashville in 85 degree weather, a flip flop day if I ever saw one, and landed in Anchorage at 5:20pm and it was a crisp 32 degrees. My initial thoughts were, not too bad, it felt good. But last night after our performance at the Alaska Airlines Center as we were leaving the venue, opening that door, the cold shot right through me and immediately chilled me to the bone. Our shuttle van was across the parking lot so we walked oh… 50-60 yards and honestly, I was shaking by the time I made it to the van. Something about going from extreme to extreme that my mind and body just weren’t prepaired for. I mean even here in Anchorage, it just didn’t go from 85 to 32 overnight, It was a gradual process. And so the people here aclamated…                I just ain’t done that yet. So with the memories of The Bird House Bar and all the amazing things we did here during our last visit still vividly fresh in my mental rolodex, I’ll admire the beauty of the Alaskan frontier from the comforts of my 70 degree hotel room. Make my way up the the gym. Who knows, I might  even get my sweat on in the steam room. Stayin warm until it’s time to turn up the heat tonight on stage.



I just gotta face it, my Addias hoodie and me just aren’t ready for the cold.

A Whirlwind of a Week


With the release of Tim’s new record Sundown Heaven Town on the 16th came a lot of promo and believe me I’m sure that for every hour I put in Tim put in 5.

We had radio interviews Monday morning at 8:00, Tim had already been there two hours and when we finished at 10:00 he was still being interviewed. We caught a 3:50 flight to NYC and after a light dinner hit the sack. We had a 4:50 AM lobby call to walk to the Good Morning America set…4:50AM. Crew had a 3:30 AM call…poor bastards.

GMA SetWe ran the songs a couple of times, let the cameramen do their dance, and it was open season on time and we were sleepy hunters. I went out on the street and had a cup of coffee and just watched people…like ants or are ant’s like people…weird. The performance was great. I love me some Robin Roberts, she’s a diamond of a lady. But had a great time. I wore my new My Chemical Romance T-Shirt…I love that artwork. Someone let Gerard know will ya?

After the GMA performance we had a couple …well four, hours to kill and I was back at my room and under the covers in about 10 minutes, I wasted NO time. I didn’t sleep the entire time but the rest was nice. I’ve discovered how hard it is to sleep in a city that never sleeps…

Soon it was off to the Hammerstein Ballroom where we were to record a LIVE streaming concert celebrating the record. The day was filled with choreography and camera positionings. Not high kicks and grapevines but more like “you go here, take Green Grass solos there…” The event was going to be something special and we really wanted everything to sound and look great.    Hammerstein Ballroom
Well, I’ve yet to see it…but from what I’ve heard it was a success. I know from my perspective, It was a party and people were having a great time, diggin the music and we had a blast playin it. LOVE playing those new songs! Shotgun Rider Sheeesh! Great song, We’ll be playing that one for another 20 years.

The following morning some of the guys had to go do an acoustic performance with Tim on The View… I wasn’t one of them…so I slept in. 8:00am We still had a noon pick up to go to Rockerfeller Center to tape The Tonight Show. I know right? Crazy Shit!… Lil Ol’ME!! But yeah…The Tonight Show…Anyway. Sound check and camera blocking in a cold TV Studio was the worst part of my day. Oh..It was Random Selfie Day…by the way…stupid me…man and I wanted one with Questlove, Chickened out!

The Tonight Show performance was great! I was particularly eager to get some camera time during this performance because Breedlove Guitars offered to endorse me and they offered me one of their mandolins in exchange for a little exposure. After watching the show I think they will be happy.  Fallon and the Gang

I love New York. It’s magically beautiful but I also love my little piece of earth here in Tennessee. I have grown to truly understand the full meaning in Dorothy’s words, “There’s no place like home.”

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