Packing my bags for Nashvegas! First time in years that I’m not going to Nashville for a radio convention. This time it’s pleasure - going to see my son, Brett. He’s taking a production course at SAE - some fancy schmanzy college that turns ordinary musicians into super-producers. So it’ll be fun to tour the school and their studios. And check out Brett’s report card. He’s 22. That’s not too old to give your report card to your Dad is it? Haha!
Nobody from Nashville is actually from Nashville. And everyone in the music biz in Nashville knows everyone else. I’m expecting Brett will hook us up for lunch at Toby’s house and Amy’s ranch for dinner.
Failing that - everyone know Steven Curtis’ phone number?
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