I grew up in Nashville raised around musicians, which I have often said roughly equates to being raised by wolves. My childhood was colorful, to say the least.
When I was 12, I was a big fan of what's now considered classic rock, and I was pretty well versed in the musicians of the era. My uncle had been hanging out with Levon Helm of the Band pretty frequently. Levon had just published his memoir.
One night, when they had been drinking quite a bit, it came up that I knew Levon's music. Inspired by having a 12-year-old Read more