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I started playing guitar when I was 16. When I was younger I used to love to listen and watch my dad play and sing his favorite songs; his favorites ware "Even Though We Ain't Got Money" by Loggins & Messina and "Wooden Ships" by Crosby, Stills & Nash.
Great memories... and it was those peaceful, awe inspiring moments that got me hooked on the power of music and lyrics. My dad gave me his guitar, taught me three chords, and the rest was up to me to figure out. I would listen to U2 and try to figure out the chords just by listening. For me, just copying songs wasn't enough - I had this creative force dying to get out. It was a rough life full of pain, joy, grief, and wonder... the dam that held all that in was about to break. So I started writing my own songs.
I was never in to the technical side of music like mastering scales, reading notes, and counting (though it's beautiful in it's own right). I was drawn more to the rawness of lyrical content and the dirty, humble roots of musical expression. I'm not a good singer, and I'm not a good guitar player - I just have a soul within me that seeks to connect with an audience who listens to the same beats, hears the same words, and understands the same troubles. My music is about faith, it's about doubt, it's about pain, it's about love, it's about being real... it's way under-produced (on purpose), and hopefully it reminds you just a little bit of what the origins of music sounded like in their dirtiest forms.
JOE GREEN, Nov 13, 2007:
reminds me of johnny cash