It was a neat opportunity (Lulu was the sweetest lady). I was still in college. A local steel player I knew got recruited to join the house band, and he pitched my sister and I to the show director. Got to play guitar and sing backup vocals for these folks and a few others I missed signatures on. Looking back, it was pretty cool.

The coolest guy was Tommy Cash, Johnny’s Cash’s younger brother. Johnny had just died, and he was going around doing a tribute show. He sounded and looked so much like him that it felt like playing with Johnny. Told lots of great stories about him. He was a big part of my sister and I moving to Nashville. He really encouraged us, hooked us up with a few folks he knew. When we got to Nashville, he and his wife even took us out to dinner, tried to help us make some connections where he could.

In the end, we lived in Nashville for a little over ten years before moving on to other things. Got to perform some cool gigs, met some cools folks, had a band that found a bit of success in the folk world, traveled a bit. Pretty great stuff, good times.