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July 2024

I haven’t been posting much lately about my music business

This weekend I just worked around the house, but last weekend was a fantastic couple for days for my little music act.

First, on Friday 7/26, we had the opportunity to open the show for Joe Buck Yourself at BuzzBin on Kenmore Blvd, in the Kenmore neighborhood of Akron.
In case you don’t know, Joe is an underground music legend from Tennessee who does a mesmerizing one-man band show these days, and I have been asked to open for him a number of times over the last 16 years.
The first time was way back in 2008 at the original Cedars in Youngstown. Joe was the first real legit one-man band that I had ever seen in person and watching him perform once again at Buzzbin the other night made me realize how much he has influenced and inspired what I try to do with my act.
On the surface, I don’t know if he and I stylistically sound much alike, but he does a lot of things that I try to do with tempo, dynamics and timing. Things that you can do somewhat freely as a solo act. Stretching out bars of music to hold a line, coming in sooner than expected on a line, stopping and starting mid-stream. Speeding up and slowing down as you feel where the music wants to go. The old-time blues guys did a lot of this, and I’ve always loved it, and watching how Joe incorporated this into his style is riveting to me. Joe is the real deal.
Also on the Friday bill were the Tenants, who are from the Akron area, and I always love seeing them perform. They write great catchy songs, and their playing and sound are top notch.

On Saturday 7/27, our friends in Chrome Moses asked us to come out to their hometown of Pittsburgh and play a set at the R Bar.
The R Bar is just a super cool little neighborhood bar that is owned by musicians, and all of the clientele seemed to be neighborhood people who just love to hear live music and walk down to their neighborhood joint to hear the sounds.
We loaded up our set list with nothing but our own original songs and the folks seemed to really enjoy what we do.
We stuck around after our set, made some new friends and watched Chrome Moses do their thing. They are also a first-rate group of musicians, they have great songs, TJ, their bass players laid down some fat grooves, and Joe is a very good guitar player and singer with lots of tasteful riffs and phrasing. I especially liked Joes work with the volume knob roll offs, (I’ve always struggled trying to do that technique)

After leaving the R Bar, Mrs. Trent and I hit Primanti Brothers for a late dinner, and then found a truck stop to bed down for the night. We got up on Sunday, ate breakfast at a cool little diner, and meandered our way back to Ohio.

I am always grateful that people want to hear and see what we do and ask us to come out and be a part of their events. I don’t ever take this for granted. Who knew when I first picked up guitar on December 25tth 1980 that I would still be at it 44 years later—and that people would care enough about what I do to ask me to perform my little songs for them.

Thanks for reading if you made it this far!

Next Saturday August 10th we will be performing all day long at 
the Rockabilly Ruckus
Located at
The Trumbull County Fairgrounds.
899 Everett Hull Rd
Cortland, OH 44410
Which is
A Rockabilly weekend event!! LIVE ROCKABILLY BANDS, 1979 & Older Show Vehicles, Kicker-Era Motorcycles, Kicker-Era Motorcycle Show (Sunday), open track for 1979 & Older show vehicles & motorcycles, pinup girl contest, junior greaser contest, vintage fashion show, panel jam charity auction, kids tent with hot wheels track, kids valve cover races, and kids power wheels drag racing, American Motor Drome Co. Wall of Death Motorcycle Thrill show, Ride4Life Motorcycle Stunt Show, food, family and FUN!

Stop out and see us, this event is super cool!

(promo pic just for attention LOL)

SRT News for 2023 

Hello my friends!

It’s been a tough few years for me in the music business, but for the first time since 2018 or 2019 I’ve been able to spend time on doing this thing that I love to do.

Between life get too busy for me to do anything but work and exist, and then the dreaded Covid 19 virus shutting everything down for a few years, I had very little time or resources to put into any artistic endeavors.

And, it was pointed out to me that I hadn't even taken the time to update my website in years, and some of the posts and info were 5+ years out of date!

But since my last website updates, despite there being some down years, there were also some exciting new developments.

For one, Mrs. Trent is not only the one woman road crew, but has joined the Flat Broke One Man Band as my percussionist and stage foil — perhaps we should now be called the Flat Broke Duo!

I have updated my green screen area in the studio and upgraded my studio gear.

We’ve written some new songs

We’ve booked a few more shows than we have been booking since 2019

I’m looking to do a bunch of recording this fall after we get past the summer gig season

We’ve done a photoshoot and came out with some good pics

And last but not least, I have had some time to update this website.

And I have some goals set for the immediate future, and have been working towards them, like getting more content up and running online, more videos created and posted, more music streaming, new shirts and merchandise created and manufactured, and things like that. 

The creative fires are stoked once again, my health is better than it has been since 2019, and we are very excited to get out there and see all of the friends and fans that we have made over the years!

~SRT 2023

My Friend Ray 

  I saw my friend Ray yesterday at a fantastic Hot Rod Show where I was performing at, (put on by the Artists of the Rustbelt and the RoadhoundsCar Club at the B&O Station in Youngstown Ohio.) 

   Seeing Ray yesterday, and as always, is such a great pleasure for me because my friend Rockabilly Ray Kollar is one of my favorite people ever.
   And to anyone who likes the music I perform today, I have to tell you, Rockabilly Ray is one of the biggest influences and inspirations I have had.

   You see, I met Ray back in 2007, but first a little back story…
   By 2007, I considered myself completely retired from music at that point of my life; I had just gotten married a few years earlier, I had just turned 40 years old, and I just felt like music was a closed chapter for me
   Now, I was still playing a little music with an all original hard rock/ alternative style band with some friends of mine, but we were basically just parked in a basement.
   No one really expected it to go anywhere; just some friends hanging out and making music once a week in a rented space in an old warehouse.

  

   As I was hiding myself and my playing away from the world in those old brick walls, I started thinking about how much music had meant to me all my life, and how much it had given me in the form of opportunities, life experiences, and lifelong friendships.
 
   I started getting the bug to do something more with the music.
 
   But I was also looking towards the future.
   My 40th birthday had already passed…I had a fast food physique, and a construction workers hands and schedule.
   I couldn’t see myself continuing on playing the kinds of loud rock I had played up until that part of my life.
   My heart wasn’t in it anymore, I wasn’t inspired by those sounds any longer, and I also felt increasingly undignified clinging onto music styles best left to younger people than myself.
 
   I talked to my wife Jean about all of this, and had been telling her about how much I really liked vintage music, especially old time blues.
   Jean could tell I was in a real rut, so she started picking up some CD’s for me and bringing them home... Muddy Waters, Robert Johnson, etc. (yes, you used to be able to buy music in a store in the good old days of 2007)
 
   Well, the bug was really in me then, but the guys that I was playing with had no interest, or ability to play this kind of music.
   So I started looking around for a side project to my side project (that’s how we musicians do it)
 
   So I’m digging into all of this vintage music, and I’m scanning Craigslist and BackPage everyday looking for like minded musicians, when I run across an ad in the Youngstown Craigslist- “Wanted- Rockabilly Guitar Player”
 
   Well, I thought to myself, I have always loved rockablly. I had saw Reverend Horton Heat way back in ’93 or ’94 and I’m not sure why I didn’t start playing rockabilly way back then.
  I had grown up with all kinds of rockabilly and country western music via my parents, who were both born in the ‘40’s and grew up in the ‘50’s and ‘60’s.
 
   So, I see this ad in a city only about an hour away from me, and think “what the hell, I’ll give ‘em a call, it’s not Lightning Hopkins, but this may be even more of what I've been looking for."
 
   Well, that is when I met my friend Rockabilly Ray Kollar.
 
   I went out to Youngstown and met up with Ray and an upright bass player named Fred (whom Ray had found in a previous Craigslist ad) and the rest is history.
   The three of us eventually turned into a band called RumbleDaddy, which jump started my music career into what I am doing today.
 
  Ray is, and was when I first met him, a retired Auto Worker.
  He built Chevy’s in Lordstown Ohio for 30 years, and when I ask him what he did at the plant, he tells me he was a Robot.
  (upon further questioning, Ray eventually told me stories of how when he was working in the plant, he'd have the Cramps and The Blasters, The Paladins, and great bands like that blasting away on a boom box at his work station; he was a rockabilly apostle to all of those auto workers long before he met me)
 
  When I met Ray, he had this enormous collection of rockabilly and blues music; cassettes, records, CD’s, MP3’s, you name it.
  Ray was obsessed with all of the music that I wanted to learn about!
 
   Every time I went to Ray’s house for a rehearsal or just to hang out, he loaded me up with CD’s that he made for me out of the tons of music he loved and thought I’d dig.
 
   In fact, at one of our first rehearsals, he gave me both Hillbilly Hellcats albums, a bunch of music by Fort Wayne’s Kenny Taylor, and a Legendary Hucklebucks CD.
   He said, “Just play like these guys, and you’ll be fine” ...(I still can’t play like those guys!)
 
   Ray knew everybody, and introduced me to a lot of great people and music.
 
   Seeing Ray at my show the other day, it occurred to me how many of the songs that I still cover, were songs that I had played with him, or songs that he had given to me for my listening education.   

  He taught me how rockabilly is supposed to sound, how an Upright Bass player should play and sound, and how this music can be carried with simple drums played on a two piece kit. (Ray only occasionally set up a floor tom back then, he mostly used just a bass drum, a snare drum, a hi-hat cymbal and a ride cymbal)

  These days, Ray is playing in a traditional country band with a bit of rockabilly thrown in.
  They are called the Muleface Brothers and I can’t wait to get out and see them soon.

 


God bless you Ray!
   I’ve never met anyone who loves a fart joke, or old Hoolihan and Big Chuck skits, or vintage music as much as you.
 
  And thank you for the part you played in steering my life to where it is today!
 

Rally in the Valley 2014 

   In a few weeks I’ll be performing at the Rally in the Valley for the 4th year in a row
  This fantastic event is hosted by the Street Lordz Car Club, and held at the Bullskin Township Fairgrounds in Bullskin Township Pennsylvania!
 
   This is something that we look forward to every year.
   The first year I played at the Rally in the Valley, I had just gotten the One Man Band up and running and this was one of my first really big shows with it.
   I did pretty good I guess, because they keep asking me back!
   We met so many great people and made so many friends… it’s really great to get out and see everybody every July
 
   All of the cars there amazingly fantastic, and the people ever more so.
   It’s always a thrill for me to be amongst people who have such a strong passion for something, and car people definitely have a passion and dedication (obsession?) which I love to be around.
 
   One of my favorite things about this show is that all of the trophies are hand made, one of a kind, original pieces of art.
   You all know how much I love that DIY spirit in action.
 
   And, as a huge bonus for me personally, every year The Legendary Hucklebucks are on the bill as well.
   When I first got into playing rockabilly, years ago, I joined a band put together by my awesome friend Rockabilly Ray Kollar.
   At the first rehearsal, Ray handed me several CD’s one by the Hillbilly Hellcats, and the other by the Legendary Hucklebucks.
   Ray told me, just play like these guys and you’ll be fine!
   Well nearly a decade later, I still can’t play like any of those guys!
   Ray was setting the bar pretty high!
   The Legendary Hucklebucks are gritty and raw, they play sort of a dirty blues-a-boogie, urgently rockin' psychobilly, with a twist of punk and metal...the kind of music that just says Pittsburgh, (which is a city that I LOVE by the way)
   Piddles is a legend on the upright bass, and Ted is truly a one of a kind front man; a terrific singer and a fantastic harp player. (Johnny and the rest of the guys are great too!)
   I can’t tell you how much I LOVE the Hucklebucks
 
   And, I’m not sure about this year, but usually my friend Memphis Mike is on the bill as well.
   Memphis Mike is a one of a kind rockabilly guitar legend.
   He’s met and played with everybody.
   Do yourself a favor, if you love rockabilly and country blues guitar, find Memphis Mike, and start up a conversation with him.
   He loves to share his knowledge, and you will love listening to him converse as well as listen to him play
 
   Anyway, this is really about the car show that The Street Lordz put on.
   It’s a fist class event, and if you love vintage cars and vintage music, and you live anywhere within driving distance of Bullskin township PA, you owe it to yourself to come on out and spend the day with a bunch of folks with a passion for cars and music!
 
Saturday July 19th 2014
Show starts at noon

Bullskin Township Fairgrounds
895 Pleasant Valley Rd, Mt Pleasant, PA 15666   

   

My Dan-Echo Pedal...and life 

 
   So my trusty old Danelectro Dan-Echo pedal took a crap at a gig a few weeks ago.  
   This was very distressing to me.
   My first thought was, I’ll have to buy a new one or find something similar for slap back; but the problem is, I have a sentimental attachment to this particular pedal
 
   You see, the reason for the sentimental attachment is that I used to have a lot of problems.
   When I was younger, I always thought I’d have a career in music.
   But what I really ended up with was finding out that I am a born alcoholic.
   My drinking was so bad I could hardly keep a job, hardly keep a roof over my head, and was always scrounging for the basic necessities.
   The only thing I had going for me back then was my guitar playing; and my drinking was so bad that it was getting hard to keep finding other musicians to put up with my baggage.
   Lots of talent, but no life skills
   If I made $100 playing guitar, I spent all of that and more on my various bar tabs.
 
   Things got so bad, I quit music pretty much altogether. This was around 1997, and I was just turning 30 years old.
   I sold most of my gear. I quit playing in bands for the most part, other than a pick-up gig here and there.
   I got a solid job and started trying to get my life together
   And the drinking was under control…for a while
 
   But eventually, it all escalated again.
   The steady job meant I had even more money to blow on my habits, but now I didn’t even have the joy of music to ease some of the pain.
   During those bleak years, I just led a horrible workaday alcoholic life…
 
   Fast forward to 2001, when things got so horribly wrong with me that I actually reached out and made an appointment at a mental hospital
 
   I told the doc at the nut house that I was a crazy person, because even though I would tell myself all day or all week that I wouldn’t drink, I would realize at some point in any given evening that I was well along on a horrible drunken spree.
   I told the shrink that only a crazy person would basically black out while sober and find himself hours later in the midst of drunken nightmare.
   The Psychiatrist said…
   Who knows! You might be crazy, but we won’t know for sure until we get you sobered up.
 
   He referred me to an alcohol and addiction center, which I went to once a week, until THEY realized that once a week with them wasn’t cutting it!
   They then referred me to the world famous St. Thomas Hospital (Ignatia Hall) who actually wanted to admit me immediately, but we eventually decided to try outpatient therapy first.
   I spent 6 weeks at Ignatia Hall with some great people.
   I learned a lot about myself. I learned a lot about addiction. I learned a lot of tools and coping mechanisms to handle life on life’s terms
   I also came to the realization that I could NEVER have a drink again.
   My trusty old friend, Booze, was now dead to me.
   I actually went through a grieving process with this.
   I had dreams about drinking. I had cravings.
   I also came to the realization that I would NEVER be able to play music again.
   Booze was too intertwined with the bar scene and events that a musician performs.
 
   In fact, the reason I got started drinking in the first place was because of music.
   There is no time in my life when I am more myself than when I am playing music, but the problem is that I am a born introvert. I naturally HATE crowds and hate being the center of attention.

   But I LOVED playing music with my friends in crowds. (figure that one out, right)
   Alcohol fixed all of that.
   When I was drinking, I was a complete Jekyll and Hyde.
   When I was drinking, I LOVED crowds and LOVED being the center of attention

   ( Now it should be said, that I actually love people (at least some of them :), I love hanging out and talking music, but large crowds make me very anxious, even if I know everyone there)
 
   So, the realization that I would never be able to perform again was devastating.
 
   But…living without the fear and shame and pain of a horrible alcohol addiction seemed worth the trade off
   I was able to get myself a little apartment
   I was able to pay my bills every month.
   I picked up a nice little Ford pick up truck with low miles and was able to get financed and make all the payments (in fact, I paid that truck off 3 years later, and it was the first thing in my life that I had ever stuck to a paid off. I was a 37 year old grown man and finally had that feeling of accomplishment that other people probably take for granted when they are in their early 20’s)
 
   But... I found myself at night, not knowing what to do with myself.
   All of my previous associates were out at bars, carousing and raising hell.
   I didn’t have any friends.
   I’d go to Borders and buy books and magazines, and read them while I drank coffee.
   I’d wander around Wal-Mart at 2 in the morning, buying knickknacks and doo-dads for my little apartment.
 
   I finally thought, well if I can’t play music anymore in front of a crowd, maybe I could at least write and record some songs.
   I bought a cheap 4 track cassette recorder and some mics and effects.
 
   One of the effects I bought was that Danelectro Dan Echo pedal.
   I bought it because it looked cool, and it had a toggle switch on it, which if you flipped it to the left, it would give you “an authentic 1950’s slap back”
   I thought, who knows, maybe someday I’ll start a rockabilly band.
 
   That pedal didn’t get much use for quite a while…
 
   But, things started getting better for me
   I made some new friends
   I met a girl named Jean… who would later become my wife!
   (Who knew, the guy who used to be a basically homeless drunk now has a wife and a house)
 
   I started realizing, one baby step at a time, that maybe I could actually perform in front of a crowd again without a bunch of booze in me….
   I just had to get through that initial horrible anxiety of being in a crowd and being the center of attention…
   I realized that once I start playing I go into a zen state and don't notice the crowd as much (usually anyway)
 
   In the fall of 2007, I saw an ad in the Youngstown Ohio Craigslist…”rockabilly band looking for a guitar player”
   At last!
   I would finally be able to use my little cheapo Dano pedal that I bought on a whim while desperately trying to lead a sober life
 
   That band eventually turned into a band called RumbleDaddy; with the great Rockabilly Ray Kollar on the drums and Fred Purnell on Upright Bass
 
   I did almost 200 shows, recorded 3 albums, along with numerous rehearsals and sessions with RumbleDaddy and my Danelectro Dan-Echo pedal.
 
   RumbleDaddy eventually disbanded, like bands do; but since then I’ve kept moving forward with my Flat Broke One Man Band, and my Danelectro Dan-Echo Pedal
   I’ve done another 150 plus shows, and have recorded a lot of songs with it anchoring down my tone with the Flat Broke One Man Band
   I’ve taken it as far as Philadelphia PA, to the east, and all the way to Denver CO and Sturgis SD to the west.
    I’ve put another 50 or so shows on it with my friends The Living Deads, and recorded tracks for them with it as well
 
   When I bought this pedal way back around the turn of the century; one of my gear snob friends made fun of me and told me it was a piece of crap (I only paid $29.99 for it back then)
   But it has been reliable, it’s handled like a tank and been a real champ.
 
   So….when it finally took a crap on me at the Strand Theater in Fremont Ohio…I felt much sadder than I anticipated, which got me thinking about everything I mentioned above.
 
   But the good news is…I took my trusty old Dan Electro Dan-Echo pedal down to the Ohio Music Shop in Kent Ohio, where The great Jeff Seefong, grabbed it, slapped it on the counter, had it apart in no time, scrounged up the right parts and got it back to me good as new, in about 30 minutes or less!
 
   I can’t say enough great things about Jeff and his store! 
   Jeff also has a company called Old School Effects which makes killer vintage inspired pedals and stomp boxes.
   Be sure to stop by the next time you’re in Kent Ohio and check out his place.
   It’s a real music store run by guys who LOVE music and COOL vintage gear
  They even have a pretty fantastic stage and do live shows there.
  I’ll be playing there myself in the next few months... So stay tuned for that announcement
 
See you all soon!
~SRT

​What is Slapback Echo? 

What is Slapback Echo?
   I often get folks asking me about how I get my guitar and recordings to sound the way they do.
   Or I hear them remark that my stuff sounds so authentic, or how much they love that certain sound from the 50’s, but they can’t describe it.
   Well, a big part of what these folks are hearing is Slapback Echo.
   What is Slapback Echo you ask? Well, that’s what I’m about to tell you…
 
   It started out in Memphis, way back in the early 50’s when a young guy named Sam Phillips started The Memphis Recording Service.
   Sam recorded anything and anybody back in those days, weddings, funerals, and amateurs… whatever paid the bills.
   But what Sam really loved was off the wall, raw authentic music, so he started up Sun Records to release music by some of the acts that he discovered
   I have not yet been to the Sun Studios, (and yes, it still exists and from what I hear the room is pretty much the same as it was back then), but from what I understand it’s a big open room with high ceilings and lots of corners for the sound to bounce around in.
   Through trial and error, Sam knew where to stand the musicians to get the sound he was hearing in his head.
   In fact, I hear that there is still an X on the floor where he had singers like Elvis Presley and Johnny Cash stand to record their vocals. (Sam discovered both of these fellas along with an army of other legends)

  Here's how it went,  the band set up and played, and Sam’s microphones would capture those instruments bouncing off of the walls. (They played all together in those days, no overdubs)
 
   But that is not totally the magic secret to Slapback Echo; and it WAS a big secret at first, because none of the New York, LA, and Nashville Big Shot studio and recording engineers could figure out HOW some backwoods cat way down in Memphis could get a sound like this. He was making 2 or 3 musicians sound like an 8 piece band!
 
   Well the secret was this, Sam had rigged several tape machines up so that they recorded the sound of the room in real time, but when it played back, he had set up one of the playback heads to play the tape a fraction of a second later.
   So basically you would hear the sound of the voice or music, and a split second later you would hear it again. But the tape heads were so closely synced, that it was not discernible to the ear that it was two different recordings. It was just a thick fat sound that made everything sound HUGE.
   It was a studio trick or gimmick, but it still sounds FANTASTIC!
   (trivia, the story goes when RCA bought Elvis contract, they could not figure out how to get the Sun Sound, and they eventually recorded Elvis singing down a tall stairwell)
 
   Nowadays, there a zillion ways to get a digital slapback echo, but back then you had to do it with magnetic tape.
   There were tools like an Echoplex, or amplifiers like the Echosonic. All of which used magnetic tape that ran in a loop and was manipulated mechanically.
 
Now, for some of my tricks to get a good Slapback Echo

Live- I just use a Danelectro Dan-Echo pedal that I bought about 12 years ago. These things are purple and ugly, and very cheaply made (and cheap to buy too). But they have a little toggle switch on them specifically for Slapback. It sounds awesomely crappy and perfect for what I do.
 
*Tip- the key to good slapback is getting it to repeat just once.
You don’t want a Slapback that keeps bouncing and echoing. That just doesn’t sound right at all.
And it should not be in tempo with the song, unless it just accidentally falls on the beat.
Remember, you’re trying to emulate Sam Phillips modified dual tape heads
 
When recording digitally- there are several ways to do this while recording digitally.
   The simple way is to plug in a delay and set the parameters.
   You basically want to set it up for one repeat (or not more than 10% on Cubase) and the delay time should be between 60 and 120 milliseconds.
   As far as volume or the mix of the delay, you should leave that up to your ear, but if its too loud it sounds cluttered, and if its too quiet…well, why bother?
   At 60 Milliseconds, you don’t hear much doubling, but everything sounds a little thicker and fatter
   At 120 Milliseconds you are REALLY starting to hear the distinct doubling of the sound.
 
   I once read an interview with The Reverend Horton Heat, and he sets his Slapback at 113 Milliseconds, which sounds awesome of course with Mr. Heaths amazing playing
But 113 sounds a little busy when I try it on my sound, so I keep everything around 100 Milliseconds
 
  Now for MY big secret….
  The coolest Slapback I get, (and I don’t use this trick all the time) goes like this…

  • Record the vocal or guitar part that you want to effect with Slapback Echo.
  • Next, what I do is, I will use at least two mics, going to 2 separate tracks…even on my voice.
  • Now, pick one of these tracks, and manually move or drag it to the right, somewhere between 60 and 120 milliseconds from where it started.
  • Now you will have a very cool MONO slapback echo, which you have complete control over.
  • I often will pan the Slapback track farther to the right or left than the other one, pull the volume down on it, and EQ it so it has a little more high end and maybe even overdrive it a nudge...I know I just said mono, and I'm talking about stereo panning. But when you use a digital effect, it pretty much shoots the delay across the stereo spectrum. But with this method, you are keeping the actual slapback panned to the left or right like it would be in a room if the sound was bouncing off of the back wall or something

* Tip, if you can’t, or don’t want to, use two different mics for two different tracks, you can record your take on one track, and simply duplicate the track digitally.
By EQ’ing and panning it slightly differently you can get a similar effect

Here's a link to one of my songs, where I use the above described Slapback Method... Blue Collar Man
 
One last note- to all Live Sound Engineers
   Most of the places I play, the live sound engineer rarely even asks me what, or even if, I want any kind of delay or reverb on my voice.
   But on the rare occasion where they do ask me, I’ll say “a little Slapback on my voice would be fantastic”, and they usually say, “what is Slapback”
   I will briefly explain it to them, but they usually don’t quite get what I’m saying.
    Which is understandable, since we are usually covering this in about a 30 second conversation…
   But the end result is usually I end up with a huge delay on my voice that would sound right at home at a Pink Floyd concert LOL
 
   So to any live sound engineers that may be reading this, I hope that this explains everything a little more clearly than our 30 second conversation before the show
 
Disclaimer, you a should all know that the information contained in this blog is in my own words, from my memory and my own understanding of the facts, without any further research before I started writing this, so any music nerds out there that want to correct me on the facts, please feel free to start a dialog!
 
* One other piece of random trivia, Sam sold Elvis Presley’s contract to RCA for $35,000 back in the late 50’s, which at first seemed like a terrible idea. But Sam invested this money and started up the Holiday Inn hotel franchise, which obviously made him super wealthy.
Sam Phillips never let anyone tell him how to do things, and neither should you if you believe in something
 
Thanks
~SRT
 

Mr. Bad Cat 

  So here’s my newest song…Mr. Bad Cat
  Mr. Bad Cat is a brand new song for me.
  While I was recording the Smoky Mountain Encounter, Mr. Bad Cat popped up unannounced with his claws out, grabbed on to my earholes and wouldn’t let go.
   In fact, I had trouble not dropping what I was doing on the other song, because I wanted to dig in to this one right away.
   But, I think it was better that I waited a few weeks to work on it.
   I had my first two shows of 2014 last weekend, and I played this song at both shows, and I think it helped for it to ferment just a little… although, it is still pretty raw and ragged!
 
  Now even though the song is brand new, I’ve had several of the components floating around for a while.
  In fact, I remember exactly where and when I first made up the guitar part for this one.

  Every year, I play a party for my friends Wendy and Victor Ing; they have a big old southern boil, and it’s just a great time out in their backyard every summer.
   Well, I usually end up playing for about 4 hours, and I do a lot of improvising because it’s a pretty laid back event.
   I ended up making this guitar part up off the cuff, and it stuck with me ever since last August (2013).
   It’s been my sound check riff for sure haha.
 
   The other component I had was the title... I’ve had that for quite a while too. (In fact, many of my songs start off as just a title waiting for some words)
   Ya see, we have a cat…and his name is Mr. Biscuit…but I usually end up calling him Mr. Bad Cat, because that’s what he is.
   At least that’s what he thinks is… a real tough guy haha.
   Well, that title finally clicked together with this guitar part; after that, the words came pretty quickly.
 
   So, I debuted the song at the Buzzbin Shop, a great live original music venue in my hometown.
   Also on the bill that night was the incomparable Matt Woods, with Larry Fulford on the drums.
(Larry’s one of my favorite drummers and musicians, but that’s for another blog)
   So Larry comes up to me after my set and tells me that he and Matt were floored by Mr. Bad Cat, they were cracking up over the lyrics, especially where a go… “with a capital BAD…C-A-T”.
   Larry was like…”not just bad…but capital BAD

   I told Larry that I have an actual Bad Cat at home, and he asked (with some disappointment)… “It’s about a cat?!”
   I said, “well, it’s about a cat… or a dude…a bad dude”
   He said, “No, it’s definitely about a dude!”
 
   That launched us into one of those great conversations I love having with another well-versed musician.
 
   You see, I have always loved those old 40’ and 50’s Blues, and Rhythm and Blues, songs where all of the lyrics have a double meaning.
   So me and Larry were throwing all kinds of examples of these types of songs back and forth.
   For example; Big Joe Turners Shake, Rattle, and Roll … “I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood store”…have you ever THOUGHT about those lyrics before!!!
   Or the song, Little Bitty Pretty One…I’m not even going to talk about that one…Yikes
   How about Big Mama Thornton… “You ain't nothing but a hound dog… Been snoopin' round my door… You can wag your tail…But I ain't gonna feed you no more”
   This could easily turn into a three hour discussion, because I love those double meaning kind of lyrics.
   But, to wrap things up for you all, and for my friend Larry, Mr. Bad Cat is about a dude…a very bad dude indeed.
 



   To record this one, I used my brand new, sea foam green, Fender Vaporizer amp.
   So far I LOVE this amp.
   Just stick a mic in front of it, and that’s it.
   No EQ, no BS, no pedals…BAM!
   One take and done!
  
   For the vocals I used my Shure-55.
   The vocals are really, really overdriven on this one; (by design).
   Whenever I get up in a higher register with my voice I tend to overdrive a mic, so I left the volume cranked up and let it all happen
   Also, Jean shot video of me tracking all of the parts, so I pulled the audio from the video camera and mixed it in with the guitars, vox, and drums.
 
   That’s about it for this one…stay tuned for the video of the actual studio performance, coming soon!
~SRT
 
Update…heres the video!

 

Smoky Mountain Encounter 

This next release is called The Smoky Mountain Encounter
 ...Listen to it here
 
Well we packed up all our luggage in our ragtop Ford
The first thing you should know is that we’d made this trip before
Cuz we love them Smoky Mountains; we don’t even need a map
We put the top down and point our nose towards the Cumberland Gap
But things were gonna get just a little weird this time around
 
Darkness fell fast with no moon up in the sky
The trees were hanging low; the road was strange on this eerie night
Weird lights tailing us: headlights failing us
We wanna put the top up, but I can’t risk a stop
Slowed it down to a crawl on that mountain as time stood still
 
The next few hours was a jumble of events
Vague recollections of a kind that make no sense
Dashlights flickerin’, the clock took a backwards spin
Static cross the dial as we’re flooded in unearthly light
Stopped dead in our tracks as memory fades into black
 
We finally came around as we were heading down
The other side of that mountain 
With the sun sitting high in the sky
The only souvenir we’d picked up on that ride
Was a subconscious dread of objects unidentified?
That’s about all I recall, nothing much more I can say
Now I got a good tale, to pass to my grandson one day
 
   The lyrics to this song are loosely based on a story my grandma had told me on many occasions over 40 years or so.
   Now, when she first told me this story, about a trip through the smoky mountains in the late 1950s in their convertible, I was probably 7 or 8 years old, maybe younger...and I asked her to tell it to me many times in the following years, up until last year, when she told it to me for the last time.

   But, when I first heard her tell this story it was the 1970’s, and movies like Close Encounters of the Third Kind were in my mind, as well as TV shows like Leonard Nimoy’s In Search Of, which seemed to frequently feature stories about UFO’s and Alien Abductions.
   Now, my grandma was such a terrific story teller, that as she was telling me about what happened to them on that dark and eerie night in the smoky mountains...
   -where they couldn’t get the top up fast enough on the car
   -and they felt as though something was following them…watching
   -and they stopped for fuel in the middle of the night in a place that shouldn’t of even had a store, let alone all of the weird looking people that were in the store staring at them silently...

   Well, my imagination filled in a lot of blanks!

   So this is the story she told me, processed through the filter of 1970's pop culture in the mind of a 10 year old
 


  
   Now, I’m sure that you noticed; I had a guest star sit in for the intro to this track, none other than OUR grandson, Mathias.
   It makes me pretty happy to pass along a story from my grandma down to him.
   And he did a great job getting up in the mic and doing his part, especially since he’s not even 3 years old yet!
 



   This is a fairly new song for me, and I have only played it live once or twice. It’s a fast one and its hard to play, so I had to rework the arrangement a little before I recorded it.
   I did however play it at a show at the BuzzBin Shop in Canton Ohio, and my friend Bill Locke who is the drummer in a fantastic band here in Canton called The Said So, grabbed me after the set and said, “What was that fast one? I like that one!” so I knew it was a keeper!
 
  The music itself actually came about in sort of an unusual way. I adapted and borrowed the main guitar riff from some music I had created for a documentary that one of Jean’s friends had put together …read more about that here if you’d like
 
   I used my late 30’s Kalamazoo on this song. I split the signal, running one side direct into the board with a couple of cheap transducer pickups that I taped together, and the other side I mic’ed up with my Shure 55.
 
   The whistle track at the beginning was me, and A LOT of reverb and slapback delay
 
   This song is one of the first I have recorded that reflects how much old time and mountain music I love and listen too.
   It’s not really a rockabilly song; but what is rockabilly anyway, but a mixture of hillbilly music, rhythm and blues, jazz, and great American Music.
   So hopefully you will all bear with me as I explore some more sounds in the future
 
   I’ll be playing this one at my first two shows of 2014.
   The first show being Thursday March 13th at the BuzzBin Shop …click here for details
   And the next being Sunday March 16th at Sadie Renes in North Canton  …click here for details
 
See ya soon
~SRT
 
 
  
  
   

​Music I did for a documentery…  

   A couple of years ago, a friend of Jean’s, asked her to be a part of a documentary that she was putting together.
   Leah is an elementary school art teacher, and the documentary focuses on how art, and creating art, continues to impact us as adults.
   She was interviewing Jean on her photography, and jean may possibly end up in the film when it’s complete.
 
   She asked Jean if I would be interested in contributing some music for the soundtrack.
   I said sure, that sounds like fun!
   Well, I had about a month to put some stuff together. So in true SRT fashion, I waited until the last day. (I work well on a time crunch I guess)
 
   So Jean tells me, Leah is coming over today around two o’clock to pick up the music.
   That was about 10 am.
 
   Now, even though I had been procrastinating, I had been giving the project some thought. I had just got a 1937 Kalamazoo Archtop, and had made a brass slide, so I decided to see if I could come up with some dark Appalachian meets swampy blues stuff.
 
  I went down into the Flat Broke Subterranean Studio and flipped on the power to see what would come up. I set everything up and hit record and improvised a bunch of stuff for about 2 hours.
 
   Then… I started going through the entire session, and cutting out stuff that actually sounded like something.
   Since I wasn’t concerned with entire songs, I was able to in some cases, just pull out some minute long vamps and parts, and trim off the rough edges and call them “something”
 
   Since then, some of these parts have made there way into my set as actual songs, like “Smoky Mountain Encounter”, and “Motorhome Deluxe.”
 
   Well… I was still editing by the time Leah got to our place, but that gave her and Jean some time to visit.
   She had brought her son Alex along, who was probably around 8? years old at the time.
   He came down to see what was up and wanted to help, so I asked him if he wanted a job.
   He of course said yes, so I asked him if he wanted to lay down a track, and it was a YES! again.
   I have these little shakers lying around, so I set up a mic, slapped some headphones on him and told him to just shake the shakers in time with the song.
   I figured if it was out of time or whatever, I could edit them into some kind of part.
 
   Well, I hit record and he locked right in and laid down a solid part on one take!
   I just sort of edited out the some unnecessary noise at the beginning and end and called a song.
 
   That about wrapped my session, so I had the girls come down and take a listen, and when Leah heard her son playing the shakers on that one song, well she looked so happy I thought she might cry.
  
   She took a CD of the stuff with her, and I’ve seen a couple of preliminary drafts of the movie, and I think my stuff sounds pretty good in it.
 
   Now the movie is still not quite finished and ready for release, and who knows if my songs will make the final cut, but it was a fun project and a fun day anyway.
   When the film comes out, I’ll post some links to it, and until then, here are some links to the songs I made for it
 
   Until then, here’s a link to the tracks that I spontaneously created and recorded that day if you would like to check them out
 
 
Cheers and have a great day!
~ SRT

My Old Man 

This next new release is a song about my dad; it’s called My Old Man.
...Listen to it here

My old man was born in 1943
While his old man was overseas
Fighting in the big one; Shooting at the Nazis
 
He grew up in Akron Ohio
Went to the same high school as David Allen Coe
But his buddy Bob was his favorite country music singer
 
He started drinking PBR when he was 15
With a pack of Pall Malls rolled up in his sleeve
He wore his hair slicked back and always had his sideburns low
 
He had plenty of jobs because he loved to work
He once was an ambulance driver; he was even a soda jerk
Until he started up his own Aluminum siding company; Back in the ‘60’s
 
When I look back what I always remember
After his long work day him sitting at the table
In his plain white t-shirt and a pair of Dickies work pants
 
He had these giant work boots, I used to put ‘em on
I’d run around the house with them flappin’ along
It never seemed I’d ever get big enough to wear them shoes
 
He loved to sit at a Barstool with all of his friends
Shootin’ the bull about how things used to have been
Tellin’ those same old jokes that were funny every time
 
Although I was just a kid, he’d take me along
Had me queue ‘em up; all his favorite songs
After he loaded me with quarters for the jukebox and the pinball machine
 
He loved Hank Williams and Johnny Cash
And Elvis was king no disputin’ that
Hank Thompson, Johnny Horton, Loretta Lynn,
Heck, all of the good ones
 
Things were pretty good and they should’ve went on
But life has a way of knocking us down
And those good old days turned into this sad country western song
 
I got a little older, and we butted heads
I thought I knew it all and hit the road instead
Years went by before we were able to patch things up
 
But even then I didn’t see him much
Which was a dang shame cuz I liked that old cuss
The world seemed right just knowing that he was around
 
But those Pall Malls finally took his breath away
And they tried to cut him back to just one beer a day
But he was gonna gamble for as long as they’d let him stay and play
 
He never did fold, he always went all in
But in the end the house always wins
The stakes are Rich and we’re all gonna run out of chips
 
On a cold March day we said our goodbyes
With my funeral suit on and a tear in my eyes
I wish we could’ve had just one more for the road
 

   I started writing this song for my dad, back around Christmas 2009.
   It was going to be kind of a funny song, because he was quite a character!
   I thought maybe I’d record it for him as a Christmas gift, but I didn’t get it done, so I figure I’d finish it up and get it done in time for his birthday in May (2010).
   Unfortunately, he got sick… for the final time.
   He passed away on March 19th 2010, about 2 months before his 67th birthday.
 
   As you can imagine, this song did not get finished that year.
   I didn’t have the heart to work on it anymore.
   I felt bad for all of the time we had missed together over the years; and not getting his song done in time…well that was just one more thing to make me feel badly.
 
  But finally, a couple of years later right around May of 2012, I got to thinking about this song.
  I decided it was time to finish it up.
  The entire ending had to be rewritten of course, and what was once a comical song, now turned into something much different.
  The final verses actually came pretty quickly to me this time, and I feel like these are some of the best lyrics I’ve ever written.
  Who knows, the old man may have helped me along a little bit with the ending.
  It sort of felt that way when I was working on it.
  

   Now, other than all that, the toughest part of writing this song, is that my dad was such a character that I had waaaaayyy too many stories to fit into a verse structure of a 2 or 3 minute song (in fact, this song is over 4 minutes long; which is much longer than most of my stuff)
  
   From the minute I started writing this one, I had page after page of words... which had to be whittled down and distilled to get to an actual song.
   Each line of this song to me is the launching pad for a story; and I had to cut out so many stories that never made it into the song. 
   Like, how many kids get to ride with their old man to pay off a loan shark named Nick the Greek.
   Or get to hang out at the race track and help their dad pick the ponies.
   He told me stories of the brand new Ford Galaxy he had before I was born with a Police Interceptor Engine; or working on a construction job back in the 60’s when he and his buddy decided to jump a fence to pet the cows in a pasture next door. Unfortunately these cows were BULLS!...they were running for their lives!
   I could go on for days…
 
   From the get-go when I decided to write this song, I chose this sort of country western talking blues style of song structure.
   My dad always loved songs like this; some of his favorites were “A Boy Named Sue” or “I’ve Been Everywhere” by Johnny Cash. Also, all of the Elvis songs where the King would just speak a verse like “Are you Lonesome Tonight”
 
  I think he would like this one.
  I wish I could play it for him.
  Maybe I will someday.
 
 
   Now one thing I will always remember about this song, (and which is also an absolute highlight of my music career) is the first time I played it at a live performance.
 (I put off playing it live for a while, I wasn’t sure how it would go over in front of an audience. Most of my stuff (up until then especially) is pretty high energy.  A lot of short, fast, fun/ funny, songs. Also, I wasn't sure if I could make it through the lyrics without choking up.)
 

   Well, we had rolled into Philadelphia to play at the world famous Shore Road Tavern.
   This was our first time there, and our first time in Philadelphia.
  (I’ll be writing a blog about the Shore Rd. Tavern in the future, so I won’t go into it too much here, but it has been one of my favorite all time places to visit and play a show.)
   Anyway, when we got into town we didn’t know anyone, and the night started off kind of slow, but I ended up playing 4 one hour sets; so I was reaching deep in my bag of songs to keep them entertained.
   There were a lot of great people we met that night, from Mike and Kathy who own the place, to Awesome Bill and Loki, and Smitty and Mike, and all of their crew.
   These guys were raising some hell… they were swing dancin’ with their girls... they were grabbing up Jean and swing dancing with her, they were heckling me… making me play hilarious songs like OMB versions of Flock of Seagulls and Safety Dance… Just a great time.
 
   So, in the midst of all these drunken hell raisin’ shenanigans, I decided to try out my new song “My Old Man”…very unsure of how they would react, and unsure if I could even get through it without getting choked up.
 
   As I got into the first verse, the place went silent.
   All of these big tough Philly guys with their gals moved closer to the stage.
   We were all locked in and connected during that 4 minute song.
   When I finished, there was a round of applause
   (And I did get choked up on some of the verses at the end.)
 
   I’ll never forget that…
 

  For the recording of this song, I used my late 1930’s Kalamazoo Archtop guitar that I found at Barn Treasures, which is a really cool place, sort of an Antiques and Salvage store in the Canal Fulton area of Ohio.
   I ran direct into the board, and also mic’ed it up close to the f-holes with my Shure-55.
   On the bridge sections of the song, I used a brass slide, which I made by cutting up a pipe I got at Home Depot one day with a hacksaw.
 
That’s about it
 
See you all soon out there on that road
~SRT

If ya ain’t first, yer last… Shake 'n Bake  

   This next new release is an instrumental that is both one of the oldest and newest songs that I’ve written and recorded…
   and here it is... Shake 'n Bake
 
  But first… the title 
  Coming up with a title for a song is often more difficult than you’d imagine, and is especially tricky for an instrumental song.
   This particular song has been stuck with 4 or 5 different working titles, none of which I really liked or fit, (although of few of these titles may become songs in the future)
 
   So, as I was thinking of why I had even came up with a song like this and what it meant, I realized that I wrote this song for one reason
   I just wanted to go fast.
   Yep, that’s right, I just want to go fast, just like the immortal Ricky Bobby.
   So in honor of one of the greatest teams ever, Ricky Bobby and Cal Naughton Jr., I’ve decided to call this song…Shake 'n Bake
 
   Now back to why this is both one of the oldest and newest songs that I’ve written.
   I actually made up the main guitar part that opens the song 20 years ago, way back in 1994.
   I had just seen The Reverend Horton Heat at the Odeon in Cleveland, and I made up this part the next day.
   I was playing with a band back then that really did a mish mash of musical styles.
   We wrote comical songs that would jump genres form verse to chorus. There would be a thrash metal inspired part that would mush right into a ska or reggae part, or a hardcore punk riff that would jar right into some hoedown music.
 
    Although I wrote this part for that band, it never made it into a song.
    But year after year it stuck with me, (even though I can hardly remember any parts from any of the songs that that band actually played in its sets or on the albums.)
 
  I once read an interview with Stevie Ray Vaughn and he described the guitar part to the great song Scuttlebuttin’ as just some little doodle he would play whenever he picked up a guitar.
   Sound check… Scuttlebuttin’ riff
   Just changed his strings… Scuttlebuttin’ riff, and so on.
   He never considered it a song at all.
   But he was warming up in the studio one day playing that riff, and the band kicked in, and the engineer hit record, and it became a song.
 
   Well for the last 20 years or so, what is now Shake 'n Bake, has been one of my warm up doodles, (for lack of a better term.)
   This “riff” has resurfaced a few times over the years but never found a home.
  The last time it resurfaced was back in 2010 in a RumbleDaddy song.
   Unfortunately the song that it turned up in, was in my opinion, probably the worst song in the RumbleDaddy catalog.
   I really hated that one! And I wrote it!
 
   Well, I got to thinking about this part last July (2013) and decided I couldn’t let it die such an ignoble death, so I started monkeying around with it.
   The rest of the song is all new stuff I came up with that seemed to work pretty well, so I kept it.
   I think that this trusty old guitar riff has finally found a permanent home in a decent song.
 

   Now… the nuts and bolts, for my friends that like to see how the gears turn…
   I recorded this one with my 5128 Gretsch Electromatic, (my main guitar for the last 6 years or so.)
   I ran the Gretsch into my no-name vintage crap amp that I use in my live shows
   I split my signal out of the guitar. I ran one side direct into the mixer, and the other side into my amp with one mic in front of the speaker.
   I mic’ed up the drums just like normal, and played.
 
   That’s about it!
   Nothing fancy on this one, except it’s really hard to play it on both guitar and drums, so there was about 500 “takes” and lots of cursing haha!
   But remember, if ya ain’t first, yer last!
~SRT
 

The Old Coal Trail 

   OK, so I finally got a new recording done! …CHECK IT OUT HERE
  AND... I’m hoping to keep ‘em coming for a while. (I’m shooting for one a week for the next few months at least…) 

   This is a song I actually wrote almost 2 years ago called the Old Coal Trail.
I’ve been playing in my live show all along, but I’ve never taken the time to properly record it until now.
 
   This one just popped up all of sudden after Jean and I had been meandering through the hills of North Carolina, Virginia, and West Virginia for a few days.
   Jean actually wrote a pretty cool story about our trip, which you can check it out HERE
 
This song is definitely a true story as you can tell from the lyrics
 
Down at a crossroads on the old coal trail
Pulled right over to set a spell
Rain’s coming better take cover
Up ahead
I don’t know what’s around the bend
 
The roads they wind and twist
On that old coal trail
Out past the church
The buildings look dead
Falling to rubble
Crumble back to the earth
 
The houses all boarded up
But you can feel their eyes
Staring out through the cracks
Boring right into your neck
If you squint your eyes
You can almost see
How it must have been
Before it all began to die
Once bright and filled with life
Now faded out and gray
On the old coal trail
On the old coal trail

 
 
   As far as the music, I’d been listening to some Junior Kimbrough and T-model Ford and that's right about when I happened to find a cheap old Kay flat top at a garage sale for $20.
   Now, this old Kay is clunky and sounds kind of crappy, but it does that old Blues thing pretty good with a brass slide.
    The music just popped out of that guitar on accident, and when we got back from our trip, the lyrics just popped out of my head after our travels
 
   One cool memory I’ll always have of this song, was playing it for one of the first times at 123 Pleasant St. in Morgantown West Virginia.
   There was a guy there with his wife, and they were rockin’ out to my stuff.
After my set, she grabbed me and told me that her husband was a coal miner from a long line of coal miners, and that the Old Coal Trail really got to him!
 
 

  Now for the musicians and people who like to peak behind the curtain…
  For this one, I used my Harmony Archtop running into my Magnatone M12 two channel bass amp.
  The Magnatone is a true two channel amp from the 60’s, so I split my signal separately into both channels.
I ran clean into one channel with some compression, and I added an old MXR distortion pedal to the other side.
   I stuck one mic up close in front of the speakers, and a second mic a few feet back.
   I also videoed the performance on my phone, which turned out pretty cool so I dumped the audio from my phone back into CuBase and mixed them all together.
   This is actually a “one-take” guitar performance, but I think that using the 2 channels with 2 mics, and then having the video capturing the sound right off of the f-holes is giving the guitar kind of a cool “chorusy” dense tone that makes it sound a little overdubbed and layered.
   A little aside...I use a bunch of cheap pieced together pieces and parts in my recording process and still get some very interesting tones and sounds, so don’t ever let anyone tell you that you or your gear aren’t good enough!
 
   This is also the first recording where I used my new hi-hat set-up on my homemade drums.
So that was a challenge figuring out how to mic it all up and make everything sound “not crappy”
   The Hi-Hat stand was given to me by my friend Randee McKnight from the Living Deads (I believe he found it at a junk store in the Southern States somewhere.)
   Come to think of it, Randee and his bass playing better half Symphony, also found my Magnatone amp, down in Florida at some kind of Flea Market!
   Where would this song be without them!
   The actual cymbals were given to me by my friend Rockabilly Ray Kollar, (former RumbleDaddy drummer)
I KNOW that Ray found them at a junk store!
Ray is a Flea Market/ Junk Store/ Pawn Shop Aficionado ha!
   I've modified the hi-hat pedal so I can play my snarebox and hi-hat at the same time; or individually if needed.
   I’ve been learning how to angle my feet differently on the pedal to get a crash sound, or a closed hat snap, or a jazzy ride/hat feel. (it ain’t easy, but I’m getting there)
 
Well, that is probably more information than anyone would ever want!
If you’ve read this far I thank you!
Looking forward to getting back out and playing some shows here in a few months with lots of new recordings and some new songs!
See ya soon!
~SRT

First Show 2014! 

   Despite telling myself that I wouldn’t take any shows until April this year, (and turning down a few cool ones I might add), I am playing my first show of the year on Thursday March 13th.
   Why you might ask?
   Well, let me tell you about it, and you’ll see.
 
  A few weeks ago BuzzBin Mike asked me if I could jump on a bill with Matt Woods and Donnie Casey Jr. that night down at the BuzzBin Shop.
   I love Mike and his venue, so I can’t say no to him, especially when Matt Woods is on the bill.
  
   In case you don’t know let me tell you, Matt Woods is the real deal.
   Matt’s a phenomenal songwriter and a fantastic performer.
   He is also starting to get some major national notice based on the strength of his talent and from his nonstop touring.
   Saving Country Music named Matt’s Deadman’s Blues Song of the Year 2013.
   
   Matt may be one of those rare artists that could make a big jump to the next level based on real talent and great songs.   Then we'll all be saying, “I used to see him in little clubs before he became a huge star”

   You don’t want to miss the chance to catch him in small rooms while you can, so I suggest you get out to the BuzzBin Shop on Thursday March 13th 2014
  

   
 
 Oh yeah, by the way, Donnie Casey Jr. will be there too!
   Donnie’s great, he’s called the Honky Tonk kid around these parts, a real live third generation Honky Tonk singer
 



   And you know what I do…but I will probably be playing a lot of newer material, so don’t miss it.
   I may even have a new EP at the show with 4 or 5 new songs on it.
   These will be a one time run, so you better get these collectors items while supplies last!
~ SRT

What to call this thing... 

   So, I’ve never really been the kind of guy to keep a journal, but it seems like these days you have to “blog” if you have a website or anything you want or need to promote.  
   Now, the problem is, I don’t really like the word BLOG. I never have.
   To my ears, the word sounds like the noise that is made when someone is leaned over the toilet after a night of too much booze and tacos.
   So I looked up some synonyms and kicked around some ideas
 
Journal
Chronicles
Bulletin Board
Memoirs
Archives
The Pipeline
The Scoop
Dear Diary
Confessions (of a One Man Band?)
(Flat Broke Steve’s?) Almanac
Annals from the Road (sounds too much like Anal !)
The Adventures of…
For the Record...

  All of these are actually worse than the word blog!
 
  In the underground roots music scene, a One Man Band is often referred to as OMB…
so here it is, Steven R Trent’s OMBlog

~SRT