Maybe It Has Something to Do With Discount Tires

Because here I am again, sitting in the exact same chair as last time...or maybe just next to it...sitting here writing another blog. I was actually here last week too. One tire keeps going flat...great. So I'm here to have that fixxed and had to get three new tires last week. All of this money spending on things I don't care about it...semi-aggravating. And even the internet here is going in and out, the only thing on the Olympics right now is horse jumping, not my favorite sport and it spends more time buffering than actually playing.

So maybe it is time to reflect, sitting here with my empty Denver Starbucks mug hoping I don't forget it here, wondering if I should talk to a semi-acquaintance of mine that has just walked in. Right now I'm ready to move to my next project. I like a lot of the songs I have written for it. This is also the first project that I really feel like I have nothing to prove. I have managed to go from high school amusement to the masses to itunes to professionally reviewed...and I'm still only 19. I'm doing alright and I feel pretty comfortable where I am at spiritually, socially, economically, and musically. Now it is time to make an album for the pure love of making an album. That's how I wrote this album anyways...out of this feeling of reflection bred in my current state. I really can't wait to show yall what I have done.

Beyond all of this...I'm ready to get back to college. I love my Houston friends. They are probably my biggest supporters in many ways and even went so far as to give me my name in a sense. I have known some of those guys since before I was born - our parents getting together and hanging out while each of our mothers were pregnant. My mom may have had it bad, I'm a big dude, but I'm not twins big and I have some twin friends that I've known forever and then some. But I am ready to get back to Nashville. It maybe feels like home a little more than home actually does. I have so many great memories of my first year.

I remember cheering when Belmont beat Lipscomb (suck it), driving all the way down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras and getting pulled over and almost arrested on the way down (we KNEW we were going to jail), hanging out with B.G. and Choppa at the 'Mardi Gras Wobble' video shoot, and waking up in the morning with a chair and my friend explaining I had stolen it. I still don't remember that. Crazy. I remember cops busting parties so we had to camp out in the basement, getting pulled over the first night after a party, doing my first show in Nashville, going to parties, falling asleep at one after doing a show and waking up covered in Sharpee, man so much...

They are calling  me. Gotta go. 

Be good.

Tre