I Showed Up and I Didn’t Throw Up
A few weeks ago I went to one of Steph’s Fit & Flex classes. My mantra for the class ended up being “Just don’t throw up. Just don’t throw up.” I couldn’t quite do all the exercises then, and I spent the last few minutes of that class in the bathroom, close to the toilet, repeating those words. I knew I was out of shape, but I hadn’t realized just how much out of shape I was.
It All Starts With the Song
According to a number of sources, it’s become almost impossible for most songwriters to make a living and support a family. Many thousands have left the industry, have left Nashville, because it’s just no longer sustainable. Maybe it’s time we all think harder about the value, or the lack thereof, we’ve placed on music.
Just Don’t Throw Up
Those were the words I kept repeating in my head as I tried to keep up with my wife and the ladies in her class. That feeling took me back to ninth grade and two-a-days for football. Except that was outside in the August heat of Georgia. And I was definitely trying to...
Kevin Gilbert