Top Adult Blog: ROUND AND BROWN had been playing for a while. When I left California I had just started to get out and perform I public. I'm pretty sure my guitar saved my life during this period. I was depressed and despondent and was grateful to have something to keep my mind busy. Between girls it seems all I did was play guitar. I taught myself to sing but seemed disappointed that there was nowhere to play live in my home county. I was a true porch picker with no one to pick with. So I took to going to the big city, either Provo or Salt Lake to play, but the drive was too damn far to play for only 15-30 minutes. Then I heard about a little town 70 miles to the south east. It seemed the local dentist also owned a restaurant and had a weekly Saturday night jam & open mic. I called and got directions and headed out. I didn't bring my guitar the first night I really just wanted to check it out but the dentist offered me his instrument and I sang a few songs. Apparently I was better then I thought and more then good enough for them as they extended an invitation to come out and play anytime I wanted. I was in heaven and I made sure drop in with my guitar just about every weekend. I then got asked to play a few of the other restaurants in town and before you know it I was getting pretty good. I had a bout 2 hours worth of material but when you do restaurant work you have to play about 4-5 hours. So I played everything I knew real slow and hope the dinner crowd turned over before I finished all my songs.
