Paul Luc and Charlie & the Foxtrots ]

Hey all - this is happening at Pittsburgh Winery Saturday Aug 2nd…which is fast approaching. My good friends from Tennessee, Charlie and the Foxtrots are coming to town to play this show as well, and they are killer! I’m normally prettymellow in regards to pushing tickets, but you’re going to need to get them for this one, so purchase in advance! This is a great atmosphere and in my neighborhood…couldn’t be more excited to do this show. Get at a ticket and come hang out. 



I’m a creature of habit and many years ago it became a ritual to take a bottle of Straub on stage with me.  So, when I made a music video for “Today & Last Night” last year, it was fitting to have Straub beer in the bar scenes (and suffice it to say our extras had a good day of filming).  The folks at the brewery took notice, looked me up, and we became fast friends.  The more I learned about them, the more I realized we have a  lot in common. We wanted to do something together, which resulted in this video…made with a lot of creative people’s help.  

So here’s a short story about some of those things we have in common: tradition, dedication, and the independent spirit that I value so strongly.  If it resonates with you, feel free to post it, share it, and send it to your friends.  All the best, thanks for watching!

I received this good looking guitar yesterday built by Minor Bird which I’ll have for 5 days as a participant in The Acoustic Guitar Project. This project has traveled from New York to Helsinki and all over the world; one guitar, one week, one song…pretty cool idea and am honored to participate. Thanks to AltarTV who are overseeing the project here. My song will be posted under the Pittsburgh project soon, but I guess I have to write it first.www.theacousticguitarproject.com

I received this good looking guitar yesterday built by Minor Bird which I’ll have for 5 days as a participant in The Acoustic Guitar Project. This project has traveled from New York to Helsinki and all over the world; one guitar, one week, one song…pretty cool idea and am honored to participate. Thanks to AltarTV who are overseeing the project here. My song will be posted under the Pittsburgh project soon, but I guess I have to write it first.www.theacousticguitarproject.com

Recent Memories ]

Got a new cellphone so I transferred photos from my old phone to my laptop as a backup. It blew me away watching the images speed by while importing…tons of memories! So, I created this video with “Aftermath” from my last record. It’s packed with an unhealthy amount of music, motorcycles, rail yards & boxcars, beer, booze, travel, my love of animals and most importantly, people! There are a lot of places and things in these photos, but they only remind me of the good times we’ve had together. These photos were taken coast-to-coast and apparently we’ve been busying raising a little hell. A few moments of tranquility, but a lot of chaos. If nothing else, my life hasn’t been boring in the past few years. Thanks for the memories…let’s make some more!

Good Times ]

Brought to you via cellphone.  The nasal-ish voice is brought to you by the Tony Montana-esque piles of pollen here in Pennsylvania.  

"Good Times"

Give my guitar to my good friend Christian,
You may find him somewhere in Nashville singing. 
Tell him I gave my heart to that Gibson every night, 
and tell him he should sing his songs until he loses his mind…
That was my good time.

Say goodbye to my sisters and my mother,
They were the only women who I carried in my heart and tell them,
Sorry that I had a hard time showing it and I have left them
All my money go and buy something nice
Something unnecessary, hell, you only live once…
That was my good time. 

Say goodbye to my old man he was always,
Pissed off that everything’s made in China,
Tell him, go get his truck and come and pick up my bike,
It was love or hate with that Harley of mine, 
It was hard to start when you’re as skinny as I am,
Tell him he should kick it over at least twice in a month…
That was my good time.

I’ll say hello to my dear grandmother who had,
Passed on and left me her record player.
That’s how I heard the “greats’ pour their souls onto vinyl,
And I danced with my girlfriend in the kitchen one night,
And I damn near asked her if she’d be my wife,
But you can leave it to that little nephew of mine,
Just tell him he should listen closely for the secrets to life…
That was my good time.

This past winter, I got connected with two people (Ben & Katy) who were in town from the other side of the country in sunny California. We met up and it was one of those instances where you just knew you’d be fast friends. So, Ben jumped on one of my bikes and shot some photos of yours truly for Wrench Magazine which was an honor. Katy (originally from Western PA by the way) owns a boutique called www.shoppe815.com with tons of cool goods for both guys & gals. Show her some love!
Photo by Ben Zales:  bentheboog.tumblr.com

This past winter, I got connected with two people (Ben & Katy) who were in town from the other side of the country in sunny California. We met up and it was one of those instances where you just knew you’d be fast friends. So, Ben jumped on one of my bikes and shot some photos of yours truly for Wrench Magazine which was an honor. Katy (originally from Western PA by the way) owns a boutique called www.shoppe815.com with tons of cool goods for both guys & gals. Show her some love!

Photo by Ben Zales:  bentheboog.tumblr.com

Brought to you via cellphone #1.

"Unlucky in Love"

I had a long-legged lover who was burning me out.  I had a long-legged lover who was burning me out.

Drink some gin she would scream and shout, she’d break my things and lock me out of my house.  I had a long-legged lover who was burning me out.

I had a blonde-haired woman who tried to lead me to God.  I had a blonde-haired woman who tried to lead me to God.

But no blood, no wine, and no lightning rod was gonna make me right, I was already too far gone.  I had a blonde-haired woman and she tried to lead me to God.

I had a brunette bombshell knocking me out.  Had a brunette bombshell knocking me out. 

Her mattress was more like a title bout, like a boxing ring, and I was just prey to devour.  I had a brunette bombshell and she was knocking me out.

I had a cow-eyed gal and she was making me poor.  Had a cow-eyed gal and she was making me poor. 

I dug debt so deep that I struck iron ore but she sold that off and bought a new dress from the store.  When I had a cow-eyed gal who was making me poor. But no more. 

Load More