Happy Mother’s Day
I have not checked in via log in quite some time.
They only word that would describe the past couple of months is whirlwind.
Touring the Netherlands and the UK with Brigitte DeMeyer was a pleasure and a success. Our mockingbird Soul album was well received by fans, Radio and Press. You can’t ask for more. Not that we are finished with our touring and promotion of this soulful record. See you out there somewhere soon.
Wrapping up work on Radney Foster’s amazing new album, which accompanies his first published fiction. You know I love the written word as much as I love music. What a thrill to participate in this ambitious work.
I put in a couple of studio days with Rod Picott, Neilson Hubbard producing— y’all know how good that Music will be!
I have recently begun work, mostly as a facilitator and coproducer on an upcoming Jimmy Buffett project. Very excited about this very cool project.
Willie Sugarcapps recently played the final Frog Pond Sunday social of the season, which was as soul satisfying as I hoped it would be. We also recently played The New Orleans Jazz and heritage Festival, as well as live on the lawn in Daphne Alabama, and the mud bottom dog River Clearwater revival fest in Mobile.
It is always good to be with all those good friends and family making that wonderful sound.
I know I cannot keep up this pace forever. And I but who would not want to do all this wonderful creative work?
I just played the red dragon listening room in Baton Rouge Louisiana. Love that place! I have made quite a history in a really short period of time. Cheers to that.
I was lucky to be able to Spend time in New Orleans last night and this morning with my mother and my sister. We were wise to stay at the Ponchartrain hotel on St. Charles Avenue— I took a walk around the Garden District while they shop for plants at that sweet place over on Tchapitoulas. Then we met up at the hotel, take the elevator all the way up to that awesome bar on the roof. It could not have been a more perfect late afternoon. Sunny, cool, breezy. We set our wine, tequila, martinis. The place was buzzing with happy people and joyful conversation and laughter. Then, we took the elevator back down to the ground floor and did some honest to God fine dining in the Caribbean room. We shared stuffed squash blossoms, oysters on the half shell, beet salad, gumbo, asparagus salad, and then we all shared our main courses – we all ordered fish. Drum, pompano, and the legendary red snapper house specialty. New Orleans has many glories: Music, culture in general, wonderful people, and of course food.
Calling tonight early, we want to watch SNL. We laughed together and went to bed and slept soundly.
Up early for coffee and world-class bread at La Boulangerie ona Magazine.
My sister and I won the lottery with our mama. We got all the love we needed. And we get so much more all the time. Our mama is someone we love and rely on; she is also our best friend.
Now I’m headed back to Nashville to get there in time for a Mother’s Day dinner with my amazing wife and our one daughter still living at home. Our oldest took off for Amsterdam this morning.
I guess I’m trying to say thank you for all these blessings. Thank you. For all these blessings. Happy Mother’s Day.