Test Drive on My New Ukulele

I love traveling songs. Whether it’s Willy Nelson on the road, Sam Cooke drifting with the blues, or the first movement Janacek’s Kreutzer Sonata, the idea of music physically thrusting us to and fro, connecting us with greater parts of the world and our selves.

What caught me about this song was the lyrical craftmanship of Hayes Carll and his whiskey-gravel voice. I’m not too certain that my rendition retains the gritty feel, but I can surely say that Sisyphus-ian effort of driving to who-knows-what ends is one that truly resonates with me.

Lead Kazoo

My clock always says I'm late, a worm is always in my ear, and my mom's always prayed for my contentedness: that's how I know I need to make music now! Please ingest, enjoy, and enlighten me with your thoughts.