Behind my mother’s parents house was a small aluminum shed, full of packed away years of raising kids. It was a veritable treasure chest for a six year old if you will.
I discovered my uncle’s electronics kit complete with diodes, transistors and a peg board. From there I unearthed marbles, Jules Verne, rocks, tops, ventriloquist dolls, old erector sets, tubes, reel to reel tape recorders, the book of Revelation, and somehow, Lon Chaney’s ghost.
My father on the other hand was an avid mountain man, complete with razor strops, moonshine, red and black checkered wool jackets, coon dogs, traps, guns and yes, a Martin D28.
There was a big black toy box in the basement with his childhood artifacts as well.
In there I found 1950’s baseball cards, a money changer, a home made pinup magazine with images of Jane Russell and the like sewn onto the pages of a spiral-bound notebook, a chemistry set and a first aid kit with patches from WWII.
I suppose these are the things that form the skeletal imprint of our adult endeavors.
How this helped form a musical alchemy will always be a mystery, but it did and still does.
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The new site looks rad! Always great to read about the inner workins of your silly brain! I really like the icons for twitter n’ such! All the photos are great too! Hope alls good! Did you see baby EZ’s first halloween costume?!
Thanks Manda.
You need to send a photo so we can post it of little Zeke in all his trimmings.
Best
The new website is awesome. Am really looking forward to seeing the show in Phoenix this weekend. Is it okay if I sing along off key?
Jenna,
I am so sorry! but the gig isn’t happening.
I’ll be there sometime soon….promise it!
-Matt
ah!! Finally Amarillo!!! I’m so looking forward to Dec. 10th at the Golden Light-they have a great sound system…and there’s good coffee just up the street.
Write a book, Matt King!!!
wOW, December 10 is finally here! We’ll be seeing you in Amarillo tonight at the Golden Light!
Hi Matt,
Thanks for the great tunes, keep jammin, and make it up north to N.J. some time!
Loved the story bout your Dad’s stuff, I can relate.