when i think about the last six months
i think of how many things have changed.
how much time has passed
how much ground has been covered.
who we were less than a year ago,
is much different than who we are now.
…
in a time where everyone looks to what they are thankful for
today, i am thankful for what road we are on.
collin and i always say it’s the point of realizing you were once
driving on a dirt road,
and now,
you’re on an interstate going 80mph.
pushing even still.
…
this time next year may be something completely different,
and i think we all know that.
but for now, where we are,
who is supporting us,
who is making this the band it is,
and what we have known it could be,
we are thankful.
At The Script show at Mercy Lounge!
Excited about the new Tumblr app for the iPhone!!! Now we can post video…so watch out :) -t.a.
no, we didn’t go.
but it was all around nashvillle last night.
it’s amazing to see a city light up when it’s brimming with what it’s made of.
it’s easy to feel out of place in a moment where so many are involved with country music.
we were walking around rooms last night at after-parties and for once in this town, i didn’t feel that at all.
i think the biggest thing about being in nashville is there is a beautiful thing going on.
people just love music.
and whether you are black or white. short or tall.
if you are doing something that you are in love with, it bleeds on other people.
…
i’m not saying that there will be a time when the GRAMMY’s are ever here in town. they probably never will be. but i’m sure the CMA’s and the CMT’s and the Humvees and the BLTs will always be here…
but i think there is a time coming in nashville that is ready to just listen.
with open ears to whatever is next.
and i hope and believe that we are on that track.
-t.a.
there is a graphic novel coming out about johnny cash.
kinda really excited about it.
had the chance to see Paramore play last night at The Ryman.
I was trying to sort through my head what it’s like to see someone you know play onstage as opposed to seeing someone you do not, entirely as a fan.
and then as sorting out seeing someone you know play The Ryman.
i’m not sure at this point how much i was able to take in last night, due to just so much going on.
i saw these guys on stage, doing what they love, to a cascade of skinny jeans and rubber band bracelets. and it was being eaten up.
there is no doubt, when you look at some people, you know that they are busy at what they are good at.
and each one of them on stage exemplified that.
there is a realness in all of them though.
there is no prude. nothing rude.
…
ever since i was little, or at least since i have first been to the ryman. i have always wanted to play it. it’s my dream. collin has his goal place, i think it’s MSG in new york. nate has his … and so on. but mine is here at home.
i thought i would be jealous seeing them up on that stage.
but nothing.
i knew it was there moment. and i took it in like that. i noticed things like the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling that i had never seen. i read the autographs on the hatch-prints in the back. i breathed in long breaths.
but i know, hopefully, when i go back next. it may or may not be the point that we step out on stage.
but i do know i see that place differently now.
not as this hawking daunting place to disarm
but
just a place to wait for one’s arrival.
…
and whether it’s sooner or later,
i know we’ll be there.
-t.a.




