So, I had a pretty lame gig out in Springfield Mo Tuesday night. The promoter and I got our wires crossed and so it was promoted for the night before. I’m not sure how that happened… it was most likely my fault. Anyway, no one was there for the music. Don’t get me wrong, there were people there, they just were there for other things. I was kinda incidental. After a couple hours of feeling slightly invisible and inaudible I jumped on the road heading towards Kentucky. About half way between Springfield and St. Louis I pulled over for the night. After spending way too much on a room, I tossed and turned for hours. Then the alarm went off telling me I needed to hit the road again. I drove all morning and in to the afternoon, finally pulling in to Elizabethtown Kentucky around 4:30ish.
Now, I’ve come to know that life is a roller coaster, a spinning series of ups and downs. If Springfield (and the whole last 24 hours) was a bit of a downer, Valley Creek Baptist Church in Elizabethtown Kentucky was definitely an upper. They welcomed me from the gate and bent over backwards to make me feel comfortable and taken care of. Josh Brown, their music minister (and a super hip cat who plays about fifty instruments) had gone out of his way to make sure I had the right things to eat and drink before the show. There was a guy named Jason with a huge smile who kept assuring me, if I needed anything at all, he was the guy to get it for me. And there were beautiful children running around everywhere. It was like a little oasis on this dry spell of a tour.
Then I played the show. Now, Josh had warned me that they might not show too much emotion or really be that responsive at all; so, I was sort of prepared for it. Sure enough, although I got the appropriate claps after songs I got very little else. They were all looking at me but you couldn’t tell if they were listening or not. Josh had mentioned that this would probably be the experience but assured me that they would be paying close attention. So, as I said, I was prepared for it. It wasn’t awkward or anything it was just… different. Afterwards, the people came up and talked with me and one after another mentioned various things I had said or sung throughout the night, thanking me for coming and for saying what I had. The result was an overwhelming sense of peace, joy, love… purpose even. God bless the people out at Valley Creek Baptist.
Peace, hope and love.









2 Comments
June 25, 2009 at 12:43 pm
I’m a little insanely jealous you got to hit up Elizabethtown. I always wondered if it would live up to the hype of the movie, but apparently, it does. A trip is in order…hope you’re enjoying the gigs…
June 28, 2009 at 7:17 pm
we loved the show, bro. you rock.
-your ky friends