a different post card from texas

as an independent artist one wonderful thing about what i do is there is so much freedom and this being true there is wide room for big pleasure and big mistakes…here’s a story about a  choice i made in my song repertoire one morning in texas. (probably 2005)
Kerrville: i was invited to promote the Kerrville Folk Festival and do an interview and three songs Live on a country music radio station near the event in Texas.
it was the Morning Show around 8:30 am so i was real happy to play. i was introduced to the Morning DJs and proceeded to do my first song- at the last moment i chose to do a song called, “Me, Too.” by the way i was wearing a very colorful Peruvian hat. so when i finished the song one of the DJs says to me, “Great hat! Thanks for stopping by …See Ya!”
i was shocked and as i moved back away from the microphone and handed Terry my guitar  i was heart broken - devastated. i kept running over and over in my head….beating myself up..”why did i Have to do THAT song?
why do i always shoot myself in the foot? Why didn’t i just choose a funny stupid light country ditty instead of some deep issue related song that makes folks angry and confused and in all places on country commercial radio? in Texas? what was i thinking…oh yeah in my huge folkie naivity that someone somewhere out there in the land of broke back mountains would hear the song and get something wonderful to make their day and maybe even their whole Life better having heard “Me, Too” and thinking  me, too, too - in my ever large worldly wisdom. but, mostly i was sad and angry that i chose that song  when i could’ve  been boring and regular and got to play three songs and had a nice conversation but no, I had to be an idiot and put my real heart out there on the airwaves…stupid stupid stupid!
So fast forward to the next year. I get invited to play Kerrville again AND i get invited to do the Morning Show at the same time…so walking into the studio- as i am coming in, Steve (same dude as last year) walks up to me- reaches out his hand to shake mine and says, “ ‘Fell in Love with the Girl Next Door’ I nearly fell off my chair when you sang that last year  so welcome back and Welcome Home.”
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