New song… This song began with me scribbling down the phrase ‘forty acres deep’ one day. On a map, forty acres are flat. But when you come from my rural roughneck background, “forty acres deep” connotes being in debt to the bank, being isolated, being in a position where you’ve committed to something so deeply you…View post
Back before the pandemic I was having a bad day. Felt I was failing as a husband. Had a daughter in distress far from home and calling for comfort. Another daughter on the edge of change. I needed sunlight. I stepped outside into a beautiful summer afternoon. First thing I saw was an indigo bunting,…View post
A week ago I got a message from a Canadian songwriter saying he was using one of my Instagram captions as a lyric. I wrote a “Roughneck Grace” column about these lovely/odd interconnections (column out this Sunday) and in the meantime this music happened. It’s a beautiful song (heads up, does contain a heartfelt curse-quote…View post
Got out the guitar instead of a book for this one. It’s part of the Tiny Tent Show that’ll stream here Friday night. Song is from this album. And speaking of the tent, it’s on this one too. NOTE: Since I began posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage” posts, I’ve…View post