James Brolin was the star. I was the guy with the pickup truck.
I never imagined it would end with Hurricane Katrina, a stolen film, and a murder investigation.
https://t.co/onARfBYubZ
#JamesBrolin#LouisianaFilm#Natchitoches
Her name wasn’t “the maid.”
It wasn’t “the help.”
Her name was Jeanette Cole.
This is the story of a remarkable woman who changed my life and the lessons she taught me about dignity, kindness and courage.
https://t.co/QCkmZHOGc7
#Memoir#Storytelling
At 24, Black Oak Arkansas offered me a chance to hit the road with them.
By the end of the night, I was trying to figure out how to quit my job.
Full story:
https://t.co/PJJTK9WgY3
#BlackOakArkansas#SouthernRock#RoadStories
A story about Joan Baez, Jazz Fest, a red balloon, and the day everything changed.
Read it here:
https://t.co/4LZXHOE2C2
#JoanBaez#JazzFest#Counterculture
My first concert was Led Zeppelin. I’m 63 years old and I still measure every show against it.
Some things you don’t get over. You just carry them.
https://t.co/eNeuvutFDl
Last night I played at the Cactus Cafe.
An hour later I was standing in front of James McMurtry at the Continental Club.
Every songwriter needs a reminder of where the bar is.
#JamesMcMurtry#Americana#AustinMusic#TreyMerrill
Every road story has to start somewhere. This one started badly.
Some lessons take 50 years to understand.
https://t.co/tyizto0LNb
#BatonRouge#Storytelling
We had just gotten out of jail.
Four days after my 18th birthday.
Then we came off the Mississippi River Bridge and saw the marquee:
QUEEN. TONIGHT.
We sold blood to see Queen.
Technically it was plasma. Nobody ever asks. 👑
New on Substack: The Long Echo.
A short coda to my earlier Three Dog Night story about the echoes a song can leave behind long after the house lights come up.
https://t.co/EnFlMKjyCX
In 1993, I gave Ike Willis a ride home from Palm Springs to Sherman Oaks after a union stagehand call.
He’d been with Frank Zappa but was now just another stagehand trying to get home.
We became commuting buddies for awhile. RIP Ike!
https://t.co/tNuycnw2xy
A nine-year-old boy walked into the LSU Assembly Center to hear a song.
He left wanting to drive the train.
This is the story of how a Three Dog Night concert changed the course of my life.
🚂
https://t.co/WAfVSsbyjY
Before there were tour buses with steering wheels, there were road cases, scaffolding, desert wind and a question that changed my life:
“You a climber or a ground man?”
New story:
The Day I Graduated Twice
https://t.co/EmPvq7qaAe
Walked into Carter Vintage Guitars in Nashville and walked out a changed man.
There’s just something about a Telecaster that gets under your skin.
@CarterVintage@Fender#telecaster#americana
My new single “Ease Your Worried Mind” goes live at midnight.
Produced by @nicktothejay
Drums by @drumsimmons
Mastered by @magicgardenmastering
Listen:
https://t.co/yr060GcWfC