It was the last day of January 2008- I was in Seattle and my dad was somewhere in Florida- and my mom sat alone during a thunderstorm on a couch in the house our family bought in 1970 in Hendersonville, TN just outside of Nashville. It is a long white ranch house that sits on a tall hill directly above Old Hickory Lake, surrounded by tall 100 year-old Beech trees. Well the storm outside that night pushed one of those old hollow trees further than it could bend and the broken tree split the house in half, beneath that tree was the roof, 2x4s, insulation, and my frightened mother screaming while trying to figure out if she was dead or alive, crippled or broken. The tree had broken two vertebra in her neck and she was the only one who could call 911- so from her rainy den she did - and within a year she and the house recovered. She is lucky to be alive and being a good, loving, Nashville songwriting son that I am, I got a good song out of her tragedy- as well as a title to my next record.
With Dodd Ferrelle & The Tin Foil Stars. Friday, August 13th. 9pm. $10 advance / $12 day of show.
