June 27, 2006

  • b collision

    one of the things i mentioned not too long ago came out today!

    it would thrill me to know you purchased it. it is available here on itunes.

    also it would help me a considerable amount if you could please rate your assessment of keanu’s competence as an actor. 1 – 10. 1 being incredibly inept. 10 being fantastically suited for his role in bill and ted’s excellent adventure.

June 24, 2006

  • this week that soon must end…

    we have been all over the place.

    last week we flew to lexington ky wednesday night. got on a bus owned by dear friends of ours cj and terry. they drove us on our very first tour not too many years ago. we love them. they drove us to their house where we spent the night and woke to a feast of a breakfast. we ate ourselves very near to sinfulness. we left.

    thursday night we played at a festival called “ichthus”. ichthus or ichthys is greek. it means “fish”.

    friday night we played at a festival called “atlanta fest”.

    saturday night we played in dayton ohio where i met a really cool guy whose name i can’t remember. he gave me a note and asked me if i’d mention him in my blog. i lost his note. he said his friends had told him he wouldn’t be able to get me to do it. i’m not sure who wins… (foreshadowing: we will later see one of the guys who helped put this event on. we will be at the columbus airport as our trip is coming to its end. he will be heading to hawaii with his family for three weeks. three weeks!! we will feel what is very near envy as he tells us this but we will be heading home and something amazing is waiting for me there.)

    sunday night we play at a church in troy michigan. we see some of our very close friends here and get to say hello briefly.

    monday night we don’t play anywhere. we watch movies in columbus ohio. one of them is “the lake house”. keanu reeves is the best actor ever. he is a thespian. really. i’m not kidding. no seriously. stop. stop it. stop laughing. i’m serious. ok. but the plot is genius. no seriously. it is. stop. stop it…(foreshadowing: we will later be in this city’s airport where we talk to a man we know who is heading to hawaii. there is something waiting for me at home.)

    tuesday night we secretly play at a church in atlanta. or the a-t-l as we affectionately referred to the city while there. it was a secret because we like secrets. we had a lot of fun.

    wednesday night we played in wheeling west virginia. this was the second time we’ve played in wheeling west virginia. we like wheeling west virginia.

    thursday night we played at a festival called “alive festival”. alive is english. it means “having life”.

    friday morning we went to the columbus ohio airport. we were heading home. we saw one of the guys who helped put on the event in dayton ohio that we had played at. we were in the security check point line. he was with his family. they were heading to hawaii for three weeks. i thought that sounded really fun but there was something waiting for me at home that i was really excited about.

    here is what was waiting for me:

    it is a mountain bike that i ordered about two months ago. it is a bike made by the good people at seven cycles located in massachusetts. it is their “sola” model. it was assembled by the good folks at bicycles outback here in waco tx. i am really excited about it. thank you seven cycles. thank you bicycles outback.

    edit: it seems it is the responsible and necessary thing to include an interjection here – any comments involving mr. reeves and houses near bodies of water were made with satirical tone.

June 13, 2006

  • holy crap!

    we were just notified of this….

    msn artist of the month voting…

    first i must say that, “i’m completely astounded.” second i must say, “please go vote.” i realize voting for a band such as ours is a strange and awkward thing, and i hesitate to ask, but i’m certain it would generate some attention from folks normally uninterested and possibly bearing pessimistic opinions regarding music of this nature. it’s just not everyday we can have a voting contest, pitting busta rhymez vs the crowder band. and we must take advantage, yes? it shall be fun and rewarding. so i humbly ask that you click the link and vote and then forward to your friends and family, of course requesting they help you crush mr. busta as well. we love mr. busta dearly, but he has a burgeoning film career and we do not.

June 6, 2006

  • a few things…

    first. i’m in little rock, ar, sitting in a hospital room. my wife’s sister is about to have a baby. in an hour or so? i plan to not be in the room whenever that moment arrives but for now we are all sitting around laughing and talking. the mood is quite festive. call me uncle d.

    second. i have made a number of references to “writing.” they have all been in reference to a book that hogan (our band’s violinist/dj) and i are writing. actually “were writing” is more accurate. today is the due date for our manuscript. quite exciting! here is the cover.

    we’ll tell you more about it when the release date is closer. i just wanted you guys to be the first to know.

    and third. (they always come in threes…) near the end of this month we have this coming your way.

    we haven’t talked much about it because there is a heaviness attached to it for us. actually both of these projects come from coping with the death of our friend. which make them very personal offerings. we are incredibly grateful for all the thoughts and prayers many of you have directed our way. i read (present tense) all the comments posted here and i must say i have found many to be meaningful. thank you.

April 12, 2006

  • high ho, high ho…

    we played in times square nyc the other night. absolutely amazing. my second favorite stop thus far on this tour. austin texas was tops but to help the new yorkers cope i must admit that being only an hour and half south of my home helped immensely. and to all the other stops i must say this, i love clubs. there’s just so much energy when people are crammed into a dingy space and start singing to god.


    we’ve had three days off since then and chose to stay in the city. ny is one of a kind. i love it because there are so many good places to eat. i ate at the original palm restaurant yesterday which was a big highlight. i love the palm and to be sitting at 837 2nd ave with a big plate of mashed potatoes and filet was just perfect.


    the rest of my time has been spent in the hotel writing. haven’t left much. just ordering room service and typing. quite nice…

April 8, 2006

  • nashville was a whirlwind. we were there for gma week – which is an industry get together. everyone from radio and retail, all the record labels and distributors, bands who have been around forever and bands who are just hoping someone, anyone, will give them a listen. this year my schedule wasn’t too bad. here it is:

    David Crowder Band
    GMA Week 2006
    Nashville, TN
    April 1-5

    Saturday, April 1

    TBD CHECK INTO HILTON – Conf#s xxxxxxxxx, xxxxxxxxx, xxxxxxxxxx, xxxxxxxx

    4:30-4:40PM Total Axxess (Jayar) – backstage
    Point Person: Brian Thiele

    7:00PM DAVID CROWDER BAND/THIRD DAY CONCERT
    David Lipscomb University

    Sunday, April 2
    Escort: Missy Zahn 615.xxx.xxxx

    2:00PM Call Time for Reception – find Katie for wristbands at the entrance by the convention center

    2:30-4:00PM ARTIST/DJ WELCOMING RECEPTION- Renaissance Ballroom
    Point Person: Brian Dishon

    5:00-7:00PM SOUNDCHECK FOR SUNDAY EVENING AT THE RYMAN

    7:00-9:00-PM SUNDAY EVENING WORSHIP SERVICE- Ryman Auditorium
    Louie Giglio, David Crowder, Chris Tomlin, Charlie Hall
    Point Person:

    10:00PM SONGWRITERS SHOWCASE – Renaissance Ballroom
    Attending only Point Person: Bryan Ward

    Monday, April 3
    Escort: Denise George 615.xxx.xxxx

    8:00AM Meet Missy in the Hilton Lobby

    8:15AM Call Time for Breakfast

    8:30-10:30am PRESS BREAKFAST – WildHorse Saloon
    Point Person: Shawn Blackney

    10:30-12:00 BREAK

    12:00-2:00PM Relevant Lunch (Denise, Shelley, David, Cameron Strang, Kyle Chowning, Cara Davis) – Merchants

    2:30-3:30PM HearItFirst.com Taping – Renaissance 2114
    Point Person: Bethany Marvin

    3:45PM Alive Festival Liners – Renaissance 2514
    Contact: Joan Dyer – xxx.xxxx (Salem)

    4:30PM Call Time for Radio Dinner

    5:30-7:00pm RADIO DINNER- Nashville City Club
    Performing “Wholly Yours”
    Point Person: Brian Dishon

    7:00pm ASCAP DINNER – Richland Country Club
    Point Person: Grant Hubbard/Eddie DeGarmo

    Tuesday, April 4
    Escort: Denise George 615.xxx.xxxx

    4:30 AM Meet Brian Dishon in Hilton Lobby (Chris, David, Louie, Shelley)

    4:45AM CALL TIME FOR RADIO INTERVIEWS- Renaissance Lobby (meet Denise)

    5:00-9:20AM MORNING RADIO INTERVIEWS
    BRING GUITAR – “Wholly Yours”
    Point Person: Brian Dishon
    WLFJ 5:00-5:20
    WISG 5:30-6:00
    KLTY 6:00-6:20
    KSBJ 6:20-6:40
    WAWZ 6:40-7:00
    KTIS 7:00-7:20
    WRBS 7:20-7:40
    K-LOVE 7:40-8:10
    KXOJ (6th fl) 8:20-8:40
    SALEM 8:40-9:00
    WONU 9:00-9:20

    9:30-9:45AM Rick and Bubba Interview – need phone number
    Point Persons: Mike McCloskey

    10:00-11:00AM New Song Café Taping – Renaissance 2114

    11:30-12:30PM CALDWELL/CROWDER Lunch – meet in Hilton Lobby

    1:00-5:00PM BREAK

    7:10PM LOAD IN AND SOUNDCHECK FOR GMA AWARDS

    Wednesday, April 5

    1:00PM Dress Rehearsal FOR GMA AWARDS

    5:30PM PRESHOW GMA AWARDS- Grand Ole Opry

    8:00PM GMA AWARDS- Grand Ole Opry
    Point Persons: Leigh Ann Hardie and Shawn Blackney

    the highlights were:

    the concert on april fool’s day. our friend marty stuart (legend-of-a-mandolin player) came out and played with us on our bluegrass number – ‘i saw the light’. mac (lead singer for third day, the band we’re currently on tour with) was kind enough to join us in our set as well so it made for a romping good time. afterwards we headed to the grand ole opry with marty to hear his wife connie sing. it was amazing. she sang a couple of songs ending with one she introduced as, “a song about my best friend.” she then went into her signature rendition of ‘how great thou art’. you have not lived deeply until you hear connie smith sing that hymn. my eyes flooded over. we met roy clark. (reference xanga entry: . fated i say. fated.) as we were making our exit, all hugs and smiles, marty announced, “boys i have the quote of the night for you. i was talking to merle on the way over and he asked where i was coming from. i said ‘i’m coming from the david crowder band show.’ to which merle responds, ‘well, whoever they are, tell them i say hello.’” so in summary, we played with marty stuart, listened to one of the greatest hymns sung by one of the greatest singers to ever live, and got both a “hello” and a “whoever they are” from THE merle haggard. things were off to a pretty good start.

    then it was to the grind. to be honest it wasn’t too bad. except it seems i have a talent for being unable to talk in a proper way as to not fatigue my voice. i’m told by speech therapy friends that i have a “hard glottal attack” which evidently wreaks havoc on chords of the vocal variety. so, if you’ll reference the above gma schedule, my voice was gone by the time we were done with “artist/dj welcoming reception”. (this reception takes place in a very large ballroom and it consists of artists standing in their respected record label areas [all the record labels have an area designated by a vinyl sign and various chest high tables arranged sporadically, in an ‘unordered-order’ in hopes to invite approach] while folks from the radio side of things walk around and say howdy, or make introduction of themselves, or catch up with artists whom they wish to have interaction with. so it is basically a large room full of noise that you must attempt communication in and to do this you must essentially scream at one another.) so by 4pm on sunday my voice was shot. perfect.

    it didn’t matter. it made it sound all whiskied out. put a little gravel in it. so things went ok even though i had to baby the vocal chords along. lots of rest, food and water. which meant i couldn’t play around much or hang out with friends and such which is really what makes gma week more than unobjectionable. there’s a lot of stress surrounding this week because every moment you have the potential to show everyone that you in fact have no idea what you are doing. everyone always suspects this to be the case but gma gives you opportunity after opportunity to demonstrate that. the fact that the week also provides an excuse for all of us to be in one place and hang makes the stress element tolerable. i got very little of that this year. i went to no showcases, i heard no bands i’d have hoped to hear, i simply followed the schedule and when i wasn’t on task either slept, ate, or drank water. at one point i asked a friend who is a veterinarian if it was possible to drink too much water. she said, “no. well, yes, but it would have to be like 15 gallons.” then went into something about sodium and the fact that i was eating stuff with salt and that i’d be fine. i was still nervous while i continued to consume what i believed to be dangerously large quantities of the h 2 o.

    then the dove awards came. we won three. ‘a collision’, our album, won for rock/contemporary album of the year which was just insane. there was not a molecule in my body that thought this to be a possibility. in our category were some great bands including third day and switchfoot. you can see why this was so unexpected. these two bands alone are monolithic. we are tiny. here’s how the voting works…members of the gma (gospel music association) receive a ballot and they vote. now i know, i know, there are certain questions and issues that arise when addressing awards specified for specific pieces of art. i’m with you, really i am. but i’ve had a lot that has transpired in my brief journey as a recording artist. such as autographs. you know it’s pretty odd to have someone walk up and wish for you to write your name on something so they can retain it. i used to have a diminutive number issues with this and i would proceed to take each encounter as an opportunity to communicate these issues and provoke an alteration to that particular individual’s view of celebrity. i would change the world one person at a time. it would be a revolution. but at some point in one of these exchanges it dawned on me that this act really is an exemplar of the reality that we merely don’t know how to love properly. these folks were merely expressing their appreciation in a manner that has been modeled to them over and over, their actions showing in a broken way, that something as simple as the music that we have composed and assembled has had some effect and meant a bit to them. maybe one day we’ll be able to love properly. until then i will gladly sign anything you’d wish for me to sign. i will smile and say thank you and wonder how in the world simple songs can come to mean so much to us. i view award shows in a similar light. simple affirmation. and besides there’s not an industry out there that doesn’t have a big get together that attempts to some how acknowledge a number of items or individuals who have done a good thing. of course just like every single other thing we humans attempt it comes out all broken and busted up. so when they called our names and all my molecules jumped, i just thought, “oh my gosh, i get to meet pele” yes. THE PELE. THE world’s greatest football (soccer) player was the presenter of our award category. THE MOST FAMOUS ATHLETE ON THE FACE OF THE PLANET. i had an instruction book of his when i was younger that contained tons of pictures with dotted line indicators of leg swings and foot placements and contact points and ball flight trajectories, including his fundamentals and trick shots and such. he hugged me. pele hugged me. i have no idea what i said after that into the microphone accepting our award but i met freakin’ pele! (do you see our damaged, depraved condition here? there is no higher ground…)

    but in all seriousness. we wound up being awarded 3 doves. one for our ablum. one for a song from the album. and one for another song that’s not on our album but appears on a compilation cd. we are trying to figure out how this happened and what it all means exactly. probably nothing. or perhaps just that we’ll have to be even more careful about not letting people know that we indeed have no idea what we’re doing.

March 24, 2006

  • we have a treat this week. a good friend of ours, marko we’ll call him, has joined us for a few days on the road. we are referring to him as our road pastor. he’s not. well he sort of is. i mean we’ve never had a “road pastor” so we’re not sure exactly what qualifies one as such. so he may be. we’re just not sure. he’s here though. for a couple of days. he’s living his rock and roll fantasy.

    Hey, yeah.
    Here come the jesters, one, two, three.
    It’s all part of my fantasy,
    I love the music and I love to see
    the crowd,
    Dancing in the aisles and singing out loud, yeah.

    Here come the dancers one by one,
    Your mamas calling but you’re having fun
    You’ll find you’re dancing on a number nine cloud
    Put your hands together and sing
    it out loud

    Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll
    fantasy, yeah.
    Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll
    dream, yeah.

    It’s all part of my rock ‘n’ roll fantasy.
    It’s all part of my rock ‘n’ roll
    dream.

    Put out the spot lights one and all
    And let the feeling get down to
    your soul
    The music’s so loud you can here the sound
    Reaching for the sky churning up the ground

    It’s all part of my rock ‘n’ roll fantasy.
    Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll dream, oh, yeah.
    It’s all part of my rock ‘n’ roll fantasy.
    Its all part of my rock ‘n’ roll dream, yeah, yeah.
    Fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
    Fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

    ok. sorry. uh, yeah, so we have a road pastor. here he is…

    he seems to be settling in just fine. laptop well placed. fingers at the ready. type type typing away. it’s what we call living the dream. when asked how he slept last night (first time in a bunk on a rock and roll bus) he responded, “i wouldn’t qualify it as restful or spacious.” exactly.

March 22, 2006

  • Tick Tock

    wow. these days off are killing me. (i wonder how many of these entries i have begun with the word “wow”.) actually i just counted them. there are 7. of course there are…anyway, we typically don’t have this much time between evenings in concert. on this tour we play 3 or 4 evenings and then take a break for 3 or 4. which makes sense. we play the weekends basically, throwing thursday nights in on occasion. i suppose the logic is that more people are likely to come to a concert on the weekend as opposed to the middle or first of the week. (what do you think? are you more or less likely to attend a show that is on a monday vs a show that is on a friday?) plus we had the snow storm which cancelled salt lake and denver which gave us almost a week without playing. trust me i’m not complaining it’s just very different than the pace we normally set. our last tour we had somewhere between 25 and 30 dates and had only 4 or 5 days off total. it is extremely hard to be away from home without “working”. it feels really unproductive. i really dislike idleness. so i’m writing a book to pass the time.