Every time I step on stage, I’m reminded why I do this—because of you. My fans, my people, my extended family out there in the crowd… y’all are the heartbeat of every note I play and every word I sing. I’ve played in smoky bars, on back porch stages, in mountain towns and beachside dives—and no matter where I am, if you’re there, it feels like home. I don’t take it lightly that folks choose to spend their time and hard-earned money to come see me play.
Whether it’s five of you or five hundred, I give everything I’ve got, because every soul in that room matters. You laugh with me, cry with me, sing the words back like they were your own—and sometimes, they are.
That’s the power of music. I write these songs from my life, my family, my mistakes and memories, but you give them a whole new meaning. You make them live. So thank you for showing up, for listening, for feeling it with me. I may be the one holding the guitar, but this journey wouldn’t mean a thing without you walking it beside me.
