Good ole Cody is putting up an addition to his house. I show up to Lowmansville, the birthplace of my daughter and my hometown, late last night after a gig in Nashville. It must be around 1500 military when Cody-Carl's his Christian name- comes up to the ranch, drunker than Robert Downey Jr., banging at my door and waking Kayla and Mercedes up. ( Read more... )

APRIL 7

I'm on the bus heading towards Jacksonville at the moment. Driving day today. Driver tells me it's just good ole I-10 the whole way to the Sunny State. Last night was Tucson and the band played well. My guitar player has been having problems with I Secede, but I had a talk with him-bought him a Jack and Coke and he tore right through ( Read more... )