Life on mission, music in the margins | Whenever I travel with @leebrothersmma I try to plug into the local church in some way. Yesterday, I had the privilege of being with Calvary Chapel Boulder City in the morning and the students @watermarkcclm in the evening! It’s always awesome to make new friends and catch up with old ones! Thanks always to my hosts and family in my home away from home, in the great city of Las Vegas! Y’all are a beautiful example of what we can all aim to be
Grade moves below, please
Dreamers - there’s a fire that we all go through. Don’t forget. Don’t quit. The real things will make it to the other side.
STORIES FROM THE ROAD | Late July 2017. We had just released our first full length project “worth it” and were on our way home from the West Coast, to Indiana. With the heat of the desert and the Rocky Mountains behind us, we neared Kansas City, at only 10 hours from home, we were in spitting distance of our beds and smooth sailing ... as smooth as one can sail in a 1998 15 passenger van with 7,000 pounds of equipment in a trailer. The road was flat, the cruise was set. We can’t really know what happened ... it remains a mystery ... OKAY, I drove it really hard. The dagum engine blew up, and there we were on the side of the road; Ian and Ross diagnosing the problem while Preston pitched in his two cents and Stetson peed in a ditch. We got a tow to Emporia, Kansas - the home of Twinkies where we slept for a night. There we laid our van to rest in this junk yard, spent all of our tour profit on a U-haul box truck and a small SUV and finished the journey home. If you ask the team, they would tell you I was calm when the van engine blew up. It was the night before in Albuquerque, when a fast food establishment closed ten minutes early and refused us cheeseburgers that I about went nuclear🤯🤯🤯
I fell in love with music in the passenger seat of my dad’s van, listening to him sing along to songs like “much too young” by @garthbrooks. Before I could carry a tune, I would just sort of yell loudly along with my dad because in my mind it was the coolest thing. To this day, no matter where I am or what I’m going through, I always find peace when I grab my guitar and play one of those songs. And it’s like I’m a kid in the passenger seat of my dad’s van all over again.
It’s definitely not a Nashville party, cus all I see are stilettos. I guess I never got the memo #partyintheusa