"Rover. Wand'rer. Nomad. Vagabond. Call me what you will."
I'm standing on the edge of something very important, and I must admit that part of me is terrified.
Today my friends and bandmates in Mark "Porkchop" Holder & MPH and I hit the road to play The Legendary Kimbro's Pickin' Parlor tonight, and a club in Memphis tomorrow night. A two night jaunt to one end of Tennessee and back. Metallica's "Wherever I may Roam" world tour it ain't, but nonetheless it is to be my first experience "on the road" as a musician.
We're all hoping (and optimistic) that things will continue to go well with the band, and that I'll be able to leave my factory job within a few months. As much as that appeals to me, the responsible, adult, family man in me is nervous about leaving something that it familiar and steady. But I'll be dead in fifty years or so, and I'd really like to live before that happens.
So here I go.
It must be said, and in fact it cannot be said enough, that none of this would be possible without the love and support of my wife, Heather. She is an artist in her own right, and she understands. For that I am grateful beyond measure and in her debt forever.
"And the road becomes my bride..."
Today my friends and bandmates in Mark "Porkchop" Holder & MPH and I hit the road to play The Legendary Kimbro's Pickin' Parlor tonight, and a club in Memphis tomorrow night. A two night jaunt to one end of Tennessee and back. Metallica's "Wherever I may Roam" world tour it ain't, but nonetheless it is to be my first experience "on the road" as a musician.
We're all hoping (and optimistic) that things will continue to go well with the band, and that I'll be able to leave my factory job within a few months. As much as that appeals to me, the responsible, adult, family man in me is nervous about leaving something that it familiar and steady. But I'll be dead in fifty years or so, and I'd really like to live before that happens.
So here I go.
It must be said, and in fact it cannot be said enough, that none of this would be possible without the love and support of my wife, Heather. She is an artist in her own right, and she understands. For that I am grateful beyond measure and in her debt forever.
"And the road becomes my bride..."