So excited about this project. Things are starting to kick back up with it. Such a special artist in @thisislaurenmorrow and unmatched band of brothers backing her. Can’t wait for everyone sit down and soak it in one day.
It is with a very heavy heart that I must announce my father Buzz has passed away this morning in his Cool Springs home on Father’s Day. It is hard to imagine a world without him. He was a loving, supportive and inspiring dad. Born and raised in East Nashville, he was a staple and pioneer in many ways of the independent music scene here. His ability to craft meaningful and powerful messages through song never ceased to amaze and inspire me. He was a true poet. He was a man of strong faith and a conviction to help those in need. I have no idea where I would be in my life or career without his love and support. He leaves quite the legacy behind that all of us can be very proud of. He is survived by 5 children 7 grand daughters and 2 grand sons. Arrangements announcements will be disclosed as they come. 💔
I’ll be holed up here the rest of the summer working on my SOLO album yall. If you know me, it has been a long time coming. The last 10 years working as an engineer and producer has given many so many great experiences that I would never take back. My heart has always been on making my own music though. The day is finally coming. First single comes out early August. Many more details to come asap. A special thank you to my brother @jacquireking for pushing me, encouraging me to follow my gut, and offering all the support in the world to help make this a reality. I’m looking forward to sharing with you what I’ve been working on up here.
RIP Alamo Jones, the Voice In Black, born as Chance Martin here in Nashville came crashing into my life in 2015. After Jack Clement passed away Alamo who was Jack’s sidekick on his SiriusXM show was given his own show. However, he hated having to record his show downtown at the SXM studios and was looking for a new location to record his show. My dad caught wind and offered Creative Workshop to him free of charge so long as he mentioned the studio each episode. I got thrown into the role of engineering those early shows, not really knowing what I was doing and of course a little nervous to be on the other side of the glass from this booming voice. We became fast friends and I eventually I started taking over the “production” role for the weekly Alamo Jones Show. Fast forward, my family and I by chance ended up moving to a house 5 minutes away from his so we started doing the show there. He would drive over every Thursday morning around 9:30, sit in the den and play with the kids until we said, “well, shall we?” And head upstairs to do the show. After years of him urging me to get “on the air” with him, I eventually obliged, becoming his sidekick on the show. He would introduce the classics and his picks, and I would introduce the new and forthcoming songs. Of course my favorite parts of doing the shows were the amazing stories he told, and our iff-the-cuff moments. Sometimes being on air with him was like herding cats but that was part of the adventure. We grew to really being best friends. We never parted ways without saying “I love you” on the way out. I will always respect his ability to stay true to himself, to not beat around the bush, and to be such a sweetheart even though he was really and larger-than-life man. We often talked about him dying. He was very matter of fact about it and knew that he didn’t have many more years in him. He had a bad scare with Covid a few years ago and miraculously bounced back giving us many more good times together. I am still waiting to hear about arrangements but I do hope we can respect his wishes of playing or singing the song “Late for my Funeral” at his funeral. Respect and love to the one of a kind man, Alamo Jones.
5 years gone. It feels like an instant and an eternity at the same time since I last saw my mom. After not being able to reach her on the afternoon of Monday July 30th of 2018, I drove to her house in west Nashville with my wife only to discover her lifeless — a moment and image that will never escape me. The questions, anger, grief, sadness still ripple through my head on a daily basis, but I must overcome these thoughts with the joy and great memories that we had together. It was honor to be her son, and I can’t imagine having a better mother. I was so proud of her. She never had the chance to meet my three beautiful children but I catch glimpses of her shining through them in their eyes, spirit, and attitudes. Miss you, love you mom. Thank you to everyone who has reached out to me today. ❤️ feel free to share any memories of Peggy if you have any.
