Done up a music video for New Chauffeur
Directed by John McAffee @doggwoodd
Filmed in Super 8 on a Canon Auto Zoom 814
Whole thangs on YouTube
#super8 #musicvideo
As many of yall know I have been laid low by a rare cancer called a sarcoma. What I thought was a prolonged lung infection turned out to be much more sinister, with growths round my hearts and pulmonary artery. On February 9th I entered the ER & have been in the hospital ever since. Doctors of varying humanity have given me days, or weeks to live, but I live by my odds and not there’s. I am currently lookin for the next opportunities to overcome this cool deck of cards I’ve been dealt. I’ve been taken off most my iv’s, and gotten off a lot of the drugs they had me on. I’m feelin better than I have since I entered this facility, and am hoping to continue my next step into my recovery and my future as a survivor. I am taking things day by day and conserving and building the energy I need to overcome this affliction. I refuse to speak from the past tense, because there is beauty and life in the struggle I am currently fighting, and I will overcome this. My next quest is to access/gain contact with as many cancer facilities to access more proper care for what I need to succeed over this cancer. I do not know how long this fight will take, but I know so long as my heart beats I will overcome this.
I hate to ask anything from anybody, but with needing to cancel all my shows this year, I know I will need help from the community that I love and that loves me in return. If you have something to spare, please consider donating to the gofundme in my bio. The money will go to the unforeseen medical expenses that will accrue for the fight. THIS IS MY ONLY GOFUNDME, & any else does not have my permission & should be report
And if you know anyone who has some sort of expertise in sarcoma oncologists that could be sympathetic and grant me the grace of their expertise, my appreciation would be boundless.
Lastly I want to forward all the love I have received since this affliction has taken up my time.
Been done blessed. Ain’t gone to Texas since lord knows when. @aclfestival & me thought it was bout time. See ya at Austin City Limits this October for week 2. Tickets on sale now at aclfest.com.
I aint one for bucket lists but write this one down and burn the book we ain’t got nothing left to cross off
📸 @muleresonatorguitars
#aclfest #blues
@natmyersyall and the fellas in @dugworld breathing life into an old Blind Willie Johnson tune from hundo year ago. Or at least that's the version Nat took inspo from. We were at @shipjohn Portland hanging before our flights outta dodge. The boys had been playing this one at the last couple shows so we grabbed a quickie with some slide guitar and spoons. I like to think God DID like it.
Song is a prohibition era tune about the drinking being scandalous. I love reading about prohibition. Some folks took it very seriously. Others not so much. I can't help but wonder if the song was tongue in cheek. Then again Sister Rosetta Tharpe had a version as well, with different lyrics somewhat. I know some folks who should probably heed the warning in these lyrics anyway. God don't like it when some of y'all drink.
Full thang in the biography of this page.
Give it some love if you wanna.
Don't if you don't.
I don't got a problem rn,
The Ant
Howdy y’all. I ain’t posted an update about my fight in a while. I been getting back to some aspect of rambling, & some of y’all might think I’m through, or in remission. That’s my fault for not clarifying what’s been going on. My story is a long song, and I doubt it will ever end with ranging a bell. First off, what I got is called intimal sarcoma. The main thing is in my pulmonary artery. If that sounds stressful, it’s cuz it is. I have undergone dozens of chemo infusions since I was first diagnosed in 2025, including red devil, ifosfomade, and until recently a combo called gem-tax. I received eleven cycles of gem-tax, before fluid build up in my lungs last month led us to change things up. A couple weeks ago I started receiving single chemo infusions over a month long cycle, twice a month. My cancer, which shrank significantly at first, is still shrinking, but only slightly, and is considered stable. My doctors seem confident based on my scans that this switch up will prolly work. But when and if it doesn’t, there is a number of successive treatments they have in mind for me. I receive treatment at the James at OSU with Dr. Marium Husain, with help & oversight from Dr Mrinal Gounder & Dr. Alex Kentsis at Memorial Sloan. I am infinitely thankful for them and their teams for the improvement in my outcomes. While I’m still on standard protocol, both the James & MSk have discovered new, treatments that are in the pipeline once standard protocol runs course. A year ago, a lot of y’all were watching me just beginning to hope I could get one more year. A year on, I don’t think you blame me that I want more than just that now. I feel rabid as a dog and bluer than a jay sometimes. It is a privilege beyond description to be here. Every moment, I live life again. I spent too much time filling my veins with bad blood. I am not foolish to the reality this is a long haul, but this thing ain’t killed me fast enough. I mighta been in the bogies, but I’m back to par and I ain’t never going back, if I have my way. But a prayer goes a long way, and I can use all the luck you can spare for all the trouble that come my way
#deltablues #cancer
15 years ago I spent my whole paycheck on tickets to @lollapalooza so I could see The XX - got robbed of everything I owned in a sketchy parking garage, with only the wristband to my name, & I still had one of the best times at a festival I ever had. 15 years later, I’m on 2026 Lollapalooza line up, with The XX headlining. You know those signs that tell you you exactly where you need to be? Call this a full circle. See you this summer in Onion town.
You can sign up for presales at @lollapalooza ’s site. Presales & General Admission go live on Thursday.
#lollapalooza
I been learning to trust my past self, because your past self is often looking out for your future self. Like how the weather was last year, you seem to forget it. Days like these, forgetting seems like a privilege most of us can’t afford. I been learning to not avoid discomfort, and that you have to move towards pain sometimes to discover the good in there too. It took a long time for me to not wake up thinking I was some forlorn hope, a long time to convince myself I ain’t a dead man walking. I still walk in those shoes at times. The blues help carry me through. Early in the morn, before the crack of dawn, in a time of war, with my fingernails cracked and brittle from chemo, writing a ditty that got nothing to do with the heaviness of the world somehow speaks my anguish for all of it. In Winesburg, Ohio, Anderson writes that at times we have to shut our ears to the roaring of the voices. As for me, I can’t help but hear em, watching the race continue with or without me. I had a conversation about a dream someone had: when facing an obstacle, you can go over or under; for me, I go under, I keep low to the ground, below the belt, trusting my gut. Take it from me only way thru a shut time is thru, and even now there is rejoicing even as the barn of the world continues to burn. But I ain’t no sage, I’m first to admit I’m half a fool, tripping without falling, headed backwards but stepping forward anyway. Anybody who skated knows there’s a right and wrong way to fall; the one that breaks you, the other that gets you back up for the next try. So get back up, and try again.
This one’s done like a busted Blind Blake or Buddy Moss joint.
#deltablues #bluesguitar #folksong
