You read that one huh? LOL! Yes, that was me.
Okay, like everything, you kind of have to get it in context. The year was 1995, and I was going through my (Actual only) divorce. I had sort of dropped out of the business for a while due to trying to keep the family together. I had gone from doing regular band gigs once a month and six to nine writers nights a month, down to about one band thing a year, and maybe one or two writers nights every other month.
So I am getting ready to move out and happened into this one writers night I was doing. I played my three songs and usually people were pretty cool. I got a lot of attention in those days. As I came off stage, these two guys came over and this tall blonde, surfer looking dude with long blonde hair, said "MAN I WISH I HAD YOUR VOICE!!!" I said "Man I wish I had your body!!!" he was built like a weight lifter, tall, blue eyes and I'm not gay, but man this guy was good looking! The man I'd never be!
So we talked for a few minutes along with his friend. his name was Ken Alphen and he had been here for about two months from Virginia. He had a regular show sort of thing at this place we called "The Hall of Fame" in a really seedy bar downtown near where the football stadium is now. His friend was named Mike and he owned a big pontoon boat on Old Hickory lake. They were asking me to come do the show, and come out on the lake on the boat that weekend. I told them that I was moving out and had to find some movers in order to do either of those. So they volunteered.
I thought they were just drunk, but the next morning they showed up at my house with a pick up and we all moved me. I was blown away!
This would turn out to be "Big Kenny" who became "Big and Rich." This would become my best buddies for the next few months a years. I went to his show, which featured a house band that Kenny fonted, with some great musicians, like "Crazy' Ira Dean, who would form and find fame with a band called TRICK PONY. There were dozens of other musicians, a lot of people would get up and sit in, including me. This was where the MUZIC MAFIA got started. Each week was this crazy show with amazing musicians, great singers, and GREAT LOOKING WOMEN!! That of course was a key. There were always these amazingly talented BEAUTIFUL women who would write, sing, etc. Some I got to know, most just kind of crossed our paths.
On Sunday's we would hit Mikes pontoon boat, and go hang out with other boats. Saturday's we'd play guitars and pool vollyball at the apartment complex they lived in, which was very close to my complex. It developed into a rolling party, with dozens of people playing instruments, and hanging out. Someone was doing a "wharehouse sitting' job in this big building with all these motorcycles and boats in it, so we took it over on Thus, nights. We called it "The Lodge" and we were like a bunch of drunk Shriners. Set up a PA, brought in a keg and played all night long.
This is where I met, David Vincent Williams (I'm moving On) and a dozen other future hit songwriters. It's where I met and started working with my sisters of song, THE KINLEYS. And yes,on some weekends, we would head to this big outdoor cow pasture about 15 miles outside of Nashville, pull our cars and trucks into the pasture, build a bonfire, and circle the trucks so the headlights would shine on us. If you have seen those videos with the country artists singing out in the field, drinking, hot girls dancing in the moonlight, playing music. So yes, the BRO COUNTRY was US! It really happened.
It all went on for a while and then like so many things, it started fading as people got deals, got hits, had more demands on their careers. Some moved out of town. Some, like my friend David Abbot, became one of the hottest music video directors in town. Was quite a gathering. Then one of our crew, to tell you the truth, I can't even remember his name now, got into a huge car wreck that put him in the hospital. About 100 of us were in the waiting room. That kind of faded out and we all went into our own lives.I was playing out of town a good bit, mostly the Florabama once a month.
Then I ran into Kenny one time at a convenient store buying beer. He told me about this new show he was doing on Tuesday nights and told me that I knew all the people involved and I had to come see it and sing with them. He said it was like a HUGE PARTY, JUST LIKE THE LODGE!!! I just couldn't find the time and forgot about it. A few months go by and I heard about this monster show happening downtown. I didn't realize it was the show he was talking about until I got there. I actually had a female friend from out of town and wanted to show her Nashville so we went.
It was held in this very small club called THE PUB OF LOVE and it was so packed, the line was around the block. I knew the back way so went in there.
Onstage was four chairs up front, and three musicians. And I did know all these people. There was a good looking guy who did a lot of the singing that had been at a bunch of those parties but I never met him. That was John Rich.There was this pretty cute but really earthy girl, (good looking but dipping snuff) in short shorts and a tight shirt. That was Gretchen Wilson. They had this rapping cowboy and another guy who was part of our parties, JAMES OTTO. The back line were three musicians, a guitar player, a bass player, and precussionist.
Kenny saw me and invited me up but it was so packed and so hot I couldn't get close to the stage. So I didn;t make it,
That is why I wasn;t a member of the original music mafia. I couldn't get to the stage.
They continued to do the show but it got so big, they had to move it to two more people. I just never got back down there. Eventually, they were the hottest show in town and every body went to it. Some exectutives from NASCAR came in and put the whole thing into the racetracks. By this time, every record company also had seen them and one, Sony took a chance on this monster redneck party. Gretchen came out with this song she and John had written called "Redneck Woman' which exploded, and then came BIG AND RICH and SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY. If you ever saw that video, filmed on the downtown walking bridge, (directed by David Abbot) that was kind of like our parties. One big parade of idiots! but all of them became RICH IDIOTS!!! BIG AND RICH IDIOTS!!!!
I just kind of fell out of the whole thing, because to tell you the truth, the late night four in the morning parties with too many drugs and too much alcohol, just never really appealed that much to me and really don't now. And a lot of the music business is about being able to hang out when everyone else goes home. But it was fun to watch all of them go up those charts.
Yeah, there are all my miscreant friends. Once a lodge member, always a lodge member!
MAB