Like so many days since I chose to chase the muse, I woke up in a Flying J parking lot. I don't know how many times I've done that, but it's well into the triple digits I'm sure. So, as I sit in this Huddle House outside of Ft. Wayne, I am reflecting as is my wont in these early morning hours.
Being in this band is unlike any other "gig" I've ever worked on. Everyone from the label, management, etc. sees us as a unit. I can't overstate how valuable that is for our morale. When your artist's team knows you, trusts you, and values your insight... I JUST can't help but think that this is the way it SHOULD be. (Also, we're really good.) It's so easy to talk about Deadhorse and sound like I'm bragging. I am bragging. It's a family. It's a real band. We're all happy together when good stuff happens, and we're all miserable together when shit hits the fan. How many times have you craved that on your touring gig?!? Why isn't this the standard?
This is my eighth year of playing with Ashley McBryde, and it's starting to get crazy in ways we always dreamed about. I'm not sure what the rest of the year is going to look like, but I'm glad we have each other for this ride.
So, consider this my not so humble brag. I have the best gig on the planet. #ashleymcbryde #ashleymcbrydeanddeadhorse #guitar #touring #musician