“I just wanna be your one man band”
Back in the third quarter of the last century I was sitting in my choir class listening to a couple of upper classmen talking about how much they liked a certain song. They were impressed with the vocalists and their ultra high harmonies. The name of the song was One Man Band. And the band was Three Dog Night. I hadn’t heard of them before that, so I made sure to listen to the radio until I heard the song. And those guys were right. Wow. Some high and tight harmonies! I quickly became a Three Dog Night fan.
Fast forward and I’ve actually been a one man band
America is a great place to explore. Especially on the secondary highways and byways. Back in the 80’s me and my little blue truck, Ol’ Blue, saw a lot of those roads (He wasn’t Ol’ back then). Now…when I say a great place to explore, I don’t mean every part of every place was great. Sure, we saw some cool cities, towns, and venues. But we visited some that were, shall we say, not so cool.
And the point is, I got to see a massive amount of America and got paid to do it. As a member of four-piece bands, or trios, or duos, or as a one man band, music paid for my travels. Sometimes, on my off days, I’d just zoom somewhere just so I could say I’d been there. For example, I had some time on a weekend between a two-week stay in El Paso, Texas. What did I do? Sit in the room and watch MTV? Not on your life. I knew I was right on the border of New Mexico, and it was just a hop, skip, and short cruise to Arizona.
I was a “band on the run.”
While the other guys laid around our hotel rooms, I jumped in Ol’ Blue and zipped across I-10 until I reached Arizona. Hadn’t been there before that time, and now I could add it to the travel notches on my belt.
Another time I finished a solo stint in Oklahoma, and I had a week before my next booking. So, I buzzed across Okie land on Highway 50 and drove all the way to Durango, Colorado. My mountain bike was on the rack on the back of the truck, so it seemed like the mountains were the logical choice. It was awesome! I rode my bike during the day and explored downtown Durango each night. Stayed in a funky little mom and pop motel at the north edge of town and wrote some songs. I had some serious “me” time back in those days. And most of the time it was because I could be a one man band and sing for my supper. And pay all the bills, too
Why does any of this matter?
Well, maybe it doesn’t matter to you. But I got loads of interesting stories out of it.
And experience. Lots of experience. My travels took me in all four directions up and down and back and forth across America. I got to experience more kinds of people, places, and things than you can shake a drumstick at. I’m certain those experiences gave me a lifetime of creative ideas and ammunition for writing and songwriting. And that brings me to you, if you’re a business owner or entrepreneur.
Yeah, I actually write, produce, and perform for businesses, organizations, and websites. You can see and hear tons of samples all through my website.
If you (or a business owner or entrepreneur you know) need or want more memorable messages, contact me today. Tell me about your project. I don’t promise big results. Because I don’t know you yet. Most of those who make big promises, without getting to know you and your vision, are all drums and no melody.
But just so you know, I take my words, music, and voice work seriously. So, if you’re just a tire kicker, we’re probably not a good match. I only work with business owners and entrepreneurs looking to turn up the volume. People I believe I can help creatively connect with more ears, eyes, sales, and profits.
And this one man band ain’t a one trick pony.