Hello from wintry Nashville, Tennessee. We’re getting our first snow of the season. We’re wimps about it here. Things shut down. Nevertheless, I’m playing tonight (1-20-16) at 6 PM at the Five Spot with the legendary JASON RINGENBERG of Jason & the Scorchers. Jason grew up in northern Illinois. Snow and ice doesn’t scare him. I grew up in Kentucky, so it does scare me a little, but I recently got a cool pair of L.L. Bean snow sneakers and I’ve wanted to try them out, so today is the day!


I had a great time at the 30A Songwriters Festival this past weekend. No snow in Florida for sure, but it was certainly jacket weather. The people who have heard NAMASTE so far are seemingly all in agreement that it’s a good one. My NAMASTE FUNDRAISER is ongoing, and I’m inching closer to my goal of $15,000. If you haven’t given yet, I hope you’ll consider doing so, best as you are able. There are different levels of giving, with options to get T-shirts, books, or even a free concert wherever you live in the lower 48 states. All you do is book the venue and get a PA system; I’ll take care of the rest.


My mind is blown. Scott Weiland, then Lemmy, then David Bowie, then Glenn Frey, drummers for CSN and Mott the Hoople, Alan Rickman, etc. etc. etc. It makes a guy want to walk the streets saying, “I love you!” to everybody you pass by. Our days are numbered, no matter who we are. There are other less famous people I know who are struggling with health issues, and as sad as it is, I guess it’s part of being a 53-year-old human being. Mortality touches you. That said, I hope you’re enjoying robust health, and I hope you don’t bust your ass on the icy front porch of your house. I’m going to post this and then go back to one of my pet projects this week, learning the electric guitar part of “Waterloo Sunset.” I don’t want my obit to read “He always meant to learn ‘Waterloo Sunset’ but he never got around to it.” What is YOUR “Waterloo Sunset” today? Find it, do it. Don’t let the bastards get you down. Have a rocking day and be safe. Love, Tommy