It's tempting to think back to the glory days, back when good bands were gold mines for record labels and singer/songwriters were smoking unfiltered cigarettes without fear of cancer.
But music isn't so easy now. We thought that the Internet was going to level the playing field, but instead it just added to the noise, making it even harder to find that diamond in the rough.
Davis Blake belongs to a time before all that. Before when being known involved a comprehensive, multi-channel marketing strategy. Before when being heard involved anything other than talent and heart.
Davis Blake is a struggling artist. He writes songs after making his kids dinner and before putting them into bed. He records albums in closets and living rooms. He plays in coffee shops, bars, and street corners just to be heard. He sings songs about life. He makes music not because it's a viable career option, but because he can't live with himself otherwise. He makes music because it bleeds from his soul.
As a younger man, Davis bounced back and fourth between big city Texas and small town Oklahoma before landing in a North Dallas suburb, a location so unassuming that it's exactly the sort of place you'd expect to find undiscovered talent grinding through his days. He currently lives there - in the unassuming suburb - with his wife and two children patiently working towards his own version of the glory days.
written by Mike Nagel