Born a lucky rogue on the mighty Ohio, I learned to love cowboys and their songs at an early age. A gypsy by blood and by nature, I drifted south to New Orleans, the City of the Dead - and never felt more alive. I've dodged bullets and hurricanes, seen death claim those I loved and lived on in spite of myself to see life's shocking beauty again and again. I've cursed the dawn and shot out the light, broken hearts I never deserved. But somehow I know there's a reason behind every twist in the road, and maybe I'll live to make up for the wrong I've done...and save my own soul through the music....I love country music because it is brutally honest. Love, life and leaving are fair game - and in honky tonk men cry like men, that is to say without guyliner...My only aspiration is to save your life because on yer worst night you know I have been there too...I cry at movies. I am awkward and clearly descended from muppets - why try and be what I am not?