Literally, July marks exactly twenty years ago that I first made the journey westward from Memphis to California and it’s amazing looking back on where I was at that point. What a trip. Although this 4th of July, instead of boarding the Greyhound west, I’ll be getting on a plane and heading back home for several weeks, filling my days and nights with lots of hang time with family and friends before the summer tour with CRB. LA has been pretty good to me this time around and I feel confident about where things seem to be headed, although my disposition may have something to do with that, as I know I’ve changed a good bit since relocating here in 1991. Life was somehow simpler and less hectic, but I was idealistic and lacked a clear direction. A kid with stars in his eyes in the land of movie stars. Twenty years, wow. That seems like a lifetime ago.
Today, I’m happy, grateful and incredibly lucky for the amazing people near to me and to be sharing the stage with the wonderful musicians in my company.
This summer is gonna rock!