The Tennessee Waltz

The last time we came anywhere near Tennessee was on my birthday back in 2013. I had decided to go on the wagon (on my birthday, good thinking). I traveled separately from the band. When I arrived they were drinking local IPA and I was clomping around the backstage area in silver tap shoes. They were shiny,  and they offered the opportunity to possibly learn a new skill.
They were also incredibly uncomfortable and I left them in the hotel room.

At the very end of the show, the last chord rang out and I put my Les Paul on the stand. A minute later I heard a sickening crash. My Gold Top fell off the stand and I nearly fell off the wagon. The headstock broke completely off. Luckily we were close to Nashville, home to some of the finest luthiers in the world. I left my guitar there for a week, and played a Gibson SG the next few days.

Our mini tour ended in Nashville. We have many friends there and always have a good time. I lived there from 2000 to 2002 so in a strange way it's like coming home. We're playing 3rd & Lindsley this Wednesday at 9pm. You can get your tickets here.