Sunday, July 7, 2013

"Uncaged" - An album with an anthem for life

Nearly a year after the release of "Uncaged" by the Zac Brown Band, those songs continue to inspire a yearning to make the best of each day that we are given. For July 7, the title track was the perfect way to put the pedal down while returning from a week-long road trip  to the Midwest. From the first lick of Coy Bowles' guitar, the title track revs up like a child's toy, with exciting possibilities of vacation adventures that lay ahead and is possibly the best road trip song since Willie put pen to paper in 1980. It was the most appropriate tune to be listening to after spontaneously meeting a Zamily member (Cathy Dillhoff Sarky) over breakfast. We shared our concert experiences over the last few years, made possible out of a shared interest in the band and a recent fashion faux pas on her part. She posted a "what's wrong with this photo" on the fan club's Facebook page and Sheila was the quickest to identify that her skirt was on backwards. She sent off a surprise gift as we departed on our vacation to the Midwest. Ironically, we were able to meet her before receiving the gift. She lives in Cincinnati, which was our overnight pit stop on our return home.

Our gift from Cathy: a rugged leather coozie


She shared a tale from the Red Rocks concert while eating breakfast at the Echo Restaurant, while I worked on my eggs benedict. Her story has put a new goal on the proverbial bucket list for us. Making a new friend out of a shared interest in this band, is one of many great experiences that coincide with an underlying philosophy that is woven into their music.

My favorite outing from this year was a last minute trip to the Senoia Social in May. An amazing experience for a great cause. There were a few obstacles that ordinarily would have led us to just stay at home on the couch, but in keeping with album's mantra, we just went for it since the event was for Camp Southern Ground, and autism is an important cause to both of us. It was another great opportunity to meet other fans and further immerse into Zamily values. We enjoyed buying some new merchandise and entered a few raffles, one of which we won a night stay at The Veranda, a bed and breakfast in Senoia.

Main Street in Senoia, GA

John Driskell Hopkins

Rev. Jeff Mosier
Coy Bowles



Zamily member Marty McCord
Item for Christmas list....I Wish
The event benefits a camp for children of all abilities, possibly including zombies from the Walking Dead, which is also filmed in Senoia.
'Zac hops on stage with ZBB bassist "Hop" and Balsam Range
Daphne investigates why the town's population tripled for an afternoon.
Sheila with Coy Bowles



Sheila checked out Coy Bowles... I mean the book that Coy Bowles wrote titled: "Amy Giggle: Laugh Out Loud" a clever childhood tale of a girl that experiences bullying and finds a way to cope while learning self acceptance. He graciously autographed it for her future kindergarten students and she plans to work the book into one of her lessons later this fall.


Munchin' on a meaty bone from chef Rusty Hamlin - kind of like those darn zombies
Even before the "Uncaged" album released, when the band would demo a few of the new songs during shows, it was glaringly obvious that this album was going to set the bar even higher. Upon listening to it completely, I knew/hoped it had serious potential for a Grammy. The diversity and range of genres make it stand far above anything else that was released this year and is another fine chapter for the expanding legacy of this band, which seized eleven ambitious opportunities to take fans in an number of fun and emotional directions. During our 2012 voyage to The Land of Cheese, we were able to make it to Milwaukee in time for the first concert after the new album release. The concert was awesome even if our seats were pretty far back. I guess we have been spoiled having been in the GA pit on other occasions and being able to sit 5th row the first time we ever saw the band in Chastain Park during May 2009.
 The Milwaukee show was also our first opportunity to meet Zamily members at a pre-show gathering nearby. The concept is that the die-hard fans have become a family, thus the name, that share the common interest of the band's music during arranged events that are in conjunction with the concert. The group also stays in touch with online postings in forums. Experiencing it blew away any preconceived notion that this was similar to being a Parrothead, which I have been for a number of years. One similarity would be the good charitable deeds that both groups perform throughout the year. However, the Zamily group is much more interactive, proven by the story of my new leather coozie. It operates much like a support group for similarly afflicted fans that can't get enough. The most intriguing part to me is that the fans  for the most part focus on the common bonds among us, instead of the societal differences that often keep a diverse group of people at odds. How refreshing!

Sheila and I with John Driskell Hopkins at Milwaukee gathering


As far as the tracks on the album, "Jump Right In" and 'Island Song" have a carefree vibe that follow the "trop-rock' mentality and were perfect for our spring break trip to Florida this year. This CD has spent the majority of the past year caged within my dashboard for several consecutive months. The mantra behind the music is best summed up by verses in "Make This Day", in developing a way to embrace each day with a yearning to make the most of any situation. That anthem is continued in songs like "Day That I Die" and 'Uncaged" which have encouraged my wife and I to be a bit more spontaneous and seek out opportunities. The first song released from the album "The Wind" has quite a different meaning to me than the story portrayed by the lyrics. When I hear that tune, I reflect back to the nearly 20 years of road trips and random journeys that I have made with my soulmate. It may sound fatalistic, but if I were to receive my "silver invitation' prematurely, I think this song would serve as a memory of the many great road trips and a remind of me for my wife. Fortunately I have no life experiences similar to the lyrics of "Goodbye in Her Eyes" or "Last But Not Least", both well written introspective songs. The synchronized harmonies and rich metaphors in "Natural Disaster" make it an amazing song for "Car-aoke', as I like to call it.

 The song that I sincerely wish had never been written would be "Lance's Song", it is a touching tribute to a fellow musician and friend of the band, that passed far too soon. The song reveals that Zac has not forgotten the trials and tribulations of playing bar gigs to yuppies that are more concerned about their Rolling Rock than the unfamiliar rock-n-roll artistry performed before them. Living near Chattanooga, I can vaguely recall the reports of that 2010 tragedy. While this certainly had to be the most difficult song to write and eventually perform, it fits a core philosophy of charting your own path, that has been intertwined into the music since "Foundation." A few of my life experiences through the years have also been tough lessons that each person should embrace life with both hands as if it will be taken away without warning, as is too often the case. I can appreciate the difficulty that Zac and the boys had in writing "Lance's Song". As a reporter I have far too frequently had to write about tragedy. It wasn't until I received an phone call from a friend one evening in Sept. 2009 , that I would understand the emotional drowning that occurs when a handful of words conveyed the unthinkable. Grief bewilders the mind and that moment of realization paralyzes the body, seemingly thrusting it into boiling water. I imagine that is a small fraction of the pain and anguish that the loved ones actually feel in those circumstances. Only after that call did I realize that I now had to write a very difficult story recapping another friend's inconceivable loss of her husband, her own brother and her 10-year-old daughter.

The variety of meaningful messages on "Uncaged" elicit a seize-the-day mentality that really hits home, or maybe this album is just aptly timed for my mid-life course correction. This album solidified ZBB as my all-time favorite band, which surpassed Buffet a few years back when 'You Get What You Give" was released. "Uncaged" is not only the album of the year, it is the music to inspire many uncaged moments when we needed to escape reality for a weekend rendezvous or even for just a few minutes during the monotonous morning commute. This band is very unique and hard to make a the traditional comparisons to predecessors, but I feel they are a cross between the jam band groove of the Dave Matthews Band and county music's most successful band. Hopefully they shall experience the longevity and an equal number of accolades as those boys from Fort Payne.

The events of the last month have even inspired me to make another attempt at this blog, seeing as I have been to busy (or preoccupied on Facebook) to post in the last few years. I shall hit the archives and try to fill the gap since I really began this page to reflect back on my fortunate experiences years from now when memories aren't as vivid.




Sunday, October 10, 2010

Busy summer 2010




During our visit to Wisconsin in July we visited an old time candy shoppe named Ziegler's Half Nuts.
We went their seeking Kookaburra licorice from New Zealand for Sheila's mother Karen. It is very soft and tastes a bit like tropical punch. We also found a wide variety of classic candies, unfortunately a few had a coconut surprise inside. But many of them were a nostalgic nugget from a time prior to my existence. It may become a required pit stop during our northern vacations.

Sheila and her co-workers hold a pampered chef party earlier last Fall held by JoAnna, who is the sister of one of Sheila's best friends. They have become great friends, almost adoptive family whom we spend holidays and the occasional card game with.

The Delta Queen sails into its retirement home along the shoreline of the Tennessee River in Chattanooga.

I shot a few games of football this season, mainly because I can't sit on metal bleachers for four quarters and we have adopted the Ridgeland Panthers as our local team. It's either go to the game, or open the windows and listen to it since we are about 400 wards away from the field.

Superman touchdown... 15 yard penalty on kick off.


Time for a one-handed push up

The sign says it all
Geoff Achison (left) and Randall Bramblett

Got to eat lunch with Jeff, Rebecca, and Geoff Achison on a Saturday afternoon. Achison is from Melbourne, Australia, I have been fortunate to catch several of his performances. This time Sheila and I were able to watch him with Randall Bramblett for an acoustic set following lunch, and then at Riverfront Nights. It's a free concert series which spotlighted the combined talent these two solo artists have. In the photo Geoff wails on an acoustic guitar to "Whipping Post".

A few friends of ours (Jeff and Rebecca) tied the knot on Cumberland Island, Georgia earlier this summer. They held a reception for friends in Chattanooga several weeks later where I got this shot.

We also managed to see one of our favorite bands, Here Come the Mummies, perform for the first time in Milwaukee (the night after our tenth anniversary).


Got to see one of my favorite Blues players during our annual Riverbend Fesitval. Tab Benoit is from New Orleans blending a raspy Cajun accent with chords that cry out from his road-weary guitar.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Ten Year Anniversary


We took a short trip to Sheboygan Wisconsin to celebrate our ten year wedding anniversary.


We travelled to a few art museums, watched fireworks in Elkhart Lake, and stayed at Taushek's Bed and Breakfast which was one mile from Road America Raceway.


Sheila scopes out our dining options, which led us to Schwarz's Supper Club in St. Anna.


We spent some time in Sheboygan the day after our anniversary, mostly along the shoreline at a park and a homemade boat regatta that drew quite a crowd.

The foam Cheeseheads don't seem to be helping much, but at least they are in their Sunday best.


Can't remember if they took first or second, but I bet they had an ethanol trolling motor hidden away on board.


The red boat became a submarine from nearly the start, two of his shipmates abandoned ship, but he did manage to keep it afloat until he was half way on the final turn toward home.


"Abandon ship"- hey wait these are Packer fans not Bears fan. The four remaining stayed on until the boat went fully under, then started throwing the pieces toward shore.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Snow photos

For the first time in our decade in dixie, where minor dustings are considered snow fall, our grass is covered, and brushing off the car was requirement. This snowfall stayed on the ground for nearly an entire week, which made for some pretty scenery, sparse grocery store shelves and dozens of car wrecks.

Our 2008 Toyota Camry we purchased after Thanksgiving, I have practiced numerous times on how to shift into neutral and other suggested precautions since this is one of those covered under the recall for the defects which cause a case of "Runaway Ride".

Summer Hours? I guess it is time for a slushy then.

A Rossville resident celebrates the snowfall with southern tradition, which involves a last minute trip to the grocery store for bread and milk just because everyone else is doing it. I must confess we did a bit of shopping the night prior to these storms, in part just for fun to watch the others, and partly because one of these days we really will get some accumulation which in this case amounted to 4 inches.

A neighbor in our subdivision finds a fun way to get around.

McFarland Avenue, a road near our home, becomes congested with slow moving traffic due to the slippery hill.

The officials brought out any piece of equipment to clear the snowfall, including a backhoe for the more difficult spots.

Our next door neighbors snowman, there were about a half dozen of them along our road by the next morning. The fun part was seeing them leaning over days later, like drunken sailors.

A major intersection, (Hwy 27 and Hwy 2) becomes a stripped landscape of slush covered streets.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

48 Hours Mysteries

Anyone who may want to know about what I work on, may want to tune in the CBS on January 30th at 10 p.m. I may be very briefly (blink and you will miss it) visible in the later portion of the show. The Sam Parker murder trial was covered by our local media, along with catching the attention of national news like Greta Van Susteren and Nancy Grace (Judy covered it too, Mom!) while the case was unfolding back in March 2007. I am the only person at our paper that has covered the case since it started, predominantly in multimedia.

In the event you do see me for the four seconds or so I might be up there. I may not be in the most flattering of light, since the 48 Hours crew covers how other media deal with the story. The angle of the above photo would lead me to believe that they focused on the half dozen reporters that were flanking the mother of Teresa Parker following the verdict. Could wind up looking like a bit of a paparazzi, but I hope not.

My experience during the trial was tedious, time-consuming, and hectic at moments, leaving you physically drained after the first few days. My compassion for the family was more consciously apparent in the earlier phase of the case when there was a search going on. Seeing family members blindsided by grief and shock of what they are having to contend with is challenging. Even the media conveys thoughts of hope and prayers, while the family is inundated with cameras and interviews. The trial phase of this case, my only experience like this, brings about different sentiments. You see the family members and hope they do their best before the jury and judge. "Give em Hell in there" I guess would be the phrase if one dared to say it.

I have been around the courts for numerous other cases, not having been around for the original occurrences. A DUI homicide case when I first started comes to mind, because of the sobbing by friends and family, and the

Christmas 2009

Sheila's sister and family exchanging gifts


"this box had better be from Sam's club,
and it had better say Chicken of the Sea on it"- Harley


a few goodies for the travels of Sheila's parents.


Sheila opens a gift


Grandma teaches Colin and Griffin about Rays.


Colin pets a shark.


Colin in the tank


Griffin in the tank


"I'd like to be a jellyfish, cuz jellyfish don't pay rent,"- JB


"there just simple protoplasm, clear as cellophane
they ride the winds of fortune, life without a brain,"- JB


Sheila in the rainforest


having a little fun, and in need of a peanut butter burger with lettuce for lunch, Elvis would be proud.


some other creature at the Tennessee Aquarium, which we
now have an annual pass for when those visitors drop in.


a bit of shark tank maintenance, rumor has it they have frequent job openings...

the not so big fishies


happy turtle collage