Brian Hendrix

Was washing dishes today (2/23) and there was just a melody in my head. It kept saying "All right... all night," like it was a song I've heard before. Well, it wasn't, so I wrote it while it was still fresh. It's basically about a guy who's telling a girl he can love her better than she's being loved. It's very catchy. I think reading it really conveys the rhythm too, which is rare.

Something that most of us don't realize 'til we're older is that those dreams we had when we were young were granted, just not in the way we thought. Many of us end up happy and content, though not with the things we assumed would have made us so in our youth. This song is just about that.

I tried to put together an old-style western album. I ended up only writing a handful of songs. This is my favorite of the lot, and easily one of my top-three favorites I ever wrote. It's about a group of pioneers who went out west in search of their fortune. They didn't find it and instead went broke, became homeless, and started to starve. So they turned to the outlaw life to make some money, but got carried away with being outlaws.

This is the second song of a three-part story I wrote about a past relationship. This is the second song in the series, about leaving the girl I once loved. The first, "To Feel This Way" describes a man who feels as if his love for this girl will never go away. The third and final, "Shelby," is about a man who finally got to a new destination away from the girl who ended up wrecking his life. This song, this middle of the trio, is about the man when he was first leaving her to get away. For me and the way I play and sing, it's a top-10 of mine. It's a standalone song that doesn't need the others in the trio, but I thought it was a good idea to write a story with each song being a chapter.

Sort of like one of those promises to never drink again when you're drunk, that you won't keep, and never had any intention of keeping. Just the self-bargaining that happens when you're in a certain type of mood. I've been in this type of mood before - sick of love songs. Sick of telling the stories of my heartbreaks, because there's nothing good that comes of it. Just more fodder for writing, which leads to dredging up pain that won't go away if it keeps getting brought up.