By Scott Coner
Country Artist
I’m in a
West End Boulevard hotel in Nashville tonight. I’ve been here countless times,
and if I need to be in the city somewhere or over on Music Row, I usually stay
on this end of town. I read somewhere that Waylon, Willie and Kris lived right
down the road near the Centennial Park that I jog in. I like to think about what
those days must have been like with the writing of some of the planet's finest
songs, the laughter, the dreams. That must have really been something. But, I
can only imagine.
But here I am tonight. Set up for more
meetings, listening to more plans for my music, then finally, laying all of my
songs, my book, and my stats out on a large table for everyone to view. “Just
turn your head to the right and cough for me Scott. This won’t be too
uncomfortable.” I walk into many of the same buildings that artists much
greater than me have walked into. We have walked the same streets. We probably
came here with something close to the same dream. It’s a painful process to go
through as a writer and a singer. It’s painful because we don’t really talk
about my songs as much as I want. They want to know where I have been doing
shows. I can feel them sizing me up. I can sense them wishing I was better
looking. Maybe a little bit younger. “I probably should have worn some cool
clothes and maybe a cowboy hat,” I tell myself. But, the last time I tried to
wear something like that, I felt like I would hit every wall in every hallway,
and I don’t even own a cowboy hat. I can feel myself starting to heat up a
little bit with embarrassment as I hear myself stutter and search for
meaningful answers to the man’s questions.
Scott Coner performs (Photo provided by Cynnamae Productions) |
He asks me what my strongest song is. I
answer back, “Well, they are all my favorites. It would be like asking me to
pick the cutest puppy out of a litter.” Oh God, did I just say that? Am I
mental? Am I trying to screw this meeting up? He laughs politely, but I am
certain we have both identified me as an idiot. But the meeting takes a
different turn. He actually likes my music! He goes on to tell me that he
believes he can do something with my music, my “brand” as they call it down
here. I’m not certain what else he said from then on because I’m a little bit
freaked out. I walk out of the meeting with Chuck, my publicist, my wife, and
my dad. I brought my dad because he’s far more intelligent than me. I brought
my wife because she is pretty and makes me look not so hayseed, and I brought
Chuck to discuss my social media. I only came to discuss puppies apparently,
but I was willing to discuss music if we got around to it.
I’m finally in the safety of my pickup.
I roll down the streets of Music Row with a little bit of wind in my sails for
the first time in quite a while. I am so thankful to this gentleman that mere
words can’t cover it. He was so impressive yet humble at the same time. I’m
apprehensive, but I have a feeling that finally things might go my way for
once. I have wanted to give up so many times. I don’t play poker, but I have
felt like a gambler saying, “deal me in,” one too many times. Maybe some
version of my dreams may be coming true. I just keep driving and try not to
think about it. The sky is an uncanny blue for this time of year, but there’s a
storm off to the west. I can hear Waylon singing in my mind, “I don’t think
Hank done it this way.”
Life sure has a lot of sharp edges in it,
but I can tell you that I wouldn’t change mine even if I could. I’m not at all
sure what the future holds, and that is just fine. I’m certain I will have many
more opportunities to go to meetings and say something stupid. I’m just glad I
tricked 'em into letting me get this far.
I've
recorded a song and music video about my Music Row experiences called
"Nashville Song". Check it out at https://youtu.be/X1CIy5T7Trc.
Scott Coner is a
country/Americana/Southern rock singer-songwriter who has worked in the studio
with legendary artists such as Tanya Tucker, T. Graham Brown and Charlie
Daniels. Learn more about and and/or listen to his music at
http://www.YouTube.com/user/ScottConer, http://www.Facebook.com/ScottConerMusic,
or http://www.ScottConer.com. Follow him at
http://www.Twitter.com/ScottConerMusic.
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