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Austin is the punk rock sister to Nashville in my opinion.  It’s a playground full of great food, creativity, and artists. I understand why people are leaving the other major cities and moving there.  Once we got to the RV park, we headed straight to Barton Springs for a swim. Barton Springs is a natural […]

“Curiouser and Curiouser” William Blake said, ‘If the sun and moon should ever doubt they would immediately go out.’ There was so much cause for doubt on our Crazy Hearts adventure. The RV problems were getting worse every day and we were concerned for everyone’s safety. We arrived in Houston at 2am and checked into […]

“God is real, you know that?” The drive from New Orleans to Houston was one of the most challenging and surreal trips so far. The roads were rickety and broken. There was so much highway confusion and roadway construction. I remember imagining that the trucks were like great white sharks swimming past from the left and pushed […]

From New Orleans, Louisiana, to you, Crazy Hearts: New Orleans is such a creative city, very artistic and bohemian, so different to any other city that I’ve ever experienced with its French influence. It’s vampires. There’s a sense of some mystical presence. At every turn an offering for your fortune to be told and in […]

Our good friends from Nashville organised a house concert in a beautiful home and location in Saint Francisville, Louisiana. A lot of people came out for the show, it was hot, and I had to set up the PA twice, because there was a thunderstorm threatening. (I lugged all my gear from the truck and […]

Next destination was Greenville, Mississippi where we crashed a photography exhibition, and I played with a local musician there… We also met the mayor of Greenville, Mr. Errick D. Simmons. He was a charismatic and fun guy. We left for Clarksdale as I had another appearance at the Ground Zero Blues Club. I got up […]

To you Crazy Hearts, I’m picking up where I left off, and leaning back into telling the tales of our wild and crazy adventure on our cross country roadtrip to see and experience the places that had so much impact on my music. Forgive me for the break in tales, a lot has happened on […]

I’m Sitting on a balcony in New Orleans, drinking my first coffee after a peaceful night. Grateful. The humidity is soupy, reminds me of my time in India. St Francisville was amazing. I played a show for the warm community in a private home under beautiful trees reminiscent of Queensland, on a purpose built stage.

We woke up across the road from Graceland after a night down on Beale street where I got up and jammed with the “Beale Street Allstars” in the home of the blues, and headed for its birth place in Mississippi, where we crash landed on The Euphus Ruth photography exhibition in Greenville.