To say Logan Mccaskill A.K.A. Logan Mac's musical journey has just begun is an understatement. While he may not be nationally known his journey started at a young age. While some kids found themselves drifting away to the conversations in cartoons; Logan was getting lost in music. Country music to be exact. Growing up in Purcell, Oklahoma his mama started ingraining Country Music into his soul.
It seems to fit. Logan has a sound most commonly compared to the likes of Georgia's Brantley Gilbert best known for the song Country must be Country Wide, and Texas Powerhouse's The Randy Rogers Band whose song Kiss me in the Dark made them a tantalizing sensation and the newest Texas band to brand themselves to country radio The Josh Abbott Band whose song Touch is steaming it way up the radio airplay charts. Although, his sound can also be thrown back and be compared to Steve Earle whose song Cooperhead Road is highly recognized. However, Logan only wish is to do what he loves and to have fans who can relate to his stuff. Logan says the best feeling comes after playing a gig and someone comes up to him and says "Man, you played songs about my life." Logan said there was no greater feeling than that.
While Logan only picked up a guitar two years ago after watching Walk the Line: the major motion picture depicting the lives of Johnny and June Carter Cash it doesn't show. Logan credits Social Media for making it easier to spread his music to a wider audience. In this day and age for an up and coming artist YouTube and Facebook have become powerful tools to reach people who may not be able to see them live. Logan got signed to Tcm and is awaiting to put out his first album.
While he isn't sure what his band of loyal followers will be called he is grateful that people want to follow him and hear his music. After his album is produced Logan hopes to do a few duets and if he is lucky his dream duet is with the Coal Miner's Daughter herself: Miss Loretta Lynn.
In a day and age where Country music has been transformed to expand to a broader audience how does someone with a twang compete with a modern market...Easy. Music is always changing and Logan Mac undoubtedly has the power to help people revert back to the type of country that tells a story and pulls at your heart.
As the next generation of country artist take their reign...Logan Mac is one to watch for. So, check out Logan Mac on YouTube and Facebook. Get lost in Logan's dream with him and find a sense of peace in his soulful twang. Help Logan chase his dream and come along for his exciting journey to super stardom.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
There is a difference between being a Defender and being a pretender
People call Rodeo Cowboys stupid, crazy, and say they are looking for a death wish. So, what would people say about Bull Fighters? Rodeo Fans call these men Cowboy Protectors...which is a fitting name. Their main job is to distract the animal athlete so the cowboy can make a safe exit from the arena. However, sometimes the animal wants to leave a lasting impression.
Chris Hammack is a bull fighter and has countless stories he can tell about being on the dirt when the bull leaves the chute. Chris has experienced some pretty bad wrecks...just a year ago he had to have three plates put into his face. Yes, I said his Face. So, why do guys like Chris do it? Each bull fighter has his reason but Chris's love for Bull fighting came after he saw his friend get injured. He traded in his bull rope for cleats and a vest and went from dancing with his bovine competitor from on top of him to dancing with him eye to eye.
A rodeo fan knows that Chris's job is essential for the fact that Chris and his fellow comrades do their best to protect the livelihood of the bull rider. However, a bull fighter is one of the toughest athletes around and a true heroes to the sport of bull riding.
So, you want to know how to get information about bull fighting, rodeo, country life. Well, Paige Gregory a Pre- Vet major from Tennessee has founded Rodeo Chat. It is a Twitter hashtag that links people from the United States with Rodeo fans all over the world. It happens every Thursday at 8 pm Central Standard Time. Paige makes sure that Rodeo fans not only get a chance to ask their special guest question but get to interact with each other.
This is an integral thing for the Rodeo Community since many people do not understand the sport. In the new age of Social Media obsession Rodeo Chat helps keep the Western World up-to-date on the ins and outs of their favorite sport. It also helps revive the spirit of the West. Reminding each person who participates that in their lives some may laugh as they dawn their hats and boots but that there is still millions who cherish the simplicity and excitement that was engraved into the American West.
So, you wanna learn more about the likes of Rodeo athletes or Rodeo in general? Come join Rodeo Chat and you may even find an athlete you can relate to. I know that Chris Hammack has shown me that it is important for Rodeo fans to always have the passion to pass along their sport to those who may not see the thrill. However, I guarantee...after a night in the Rodeo Chat Corral you will be itchin' to get your boots on and go root on your favorite cowboys and cowgirls.
Chris Hammack is a bull fighter and has countless stories he can tell about being on the dirt when the bull leaves the chute. Chris has experienced some pretty bad wrecks...just a year ago he had to have three plates put into his face. Yes, I said his Face. So, why do guys like Chris do it? Each bull fighter has his reason but Chris's love for Bull fighting came after he saw his friend get injured. He traded in his bull rope for cleats and a vest and went from dancing with his bovine competitor from on top of him to dancing with him eye to eye.
A rodeo fan knows that Chris's job is essential for the fact that Chris and his fellow comrades do their best to protect the livelihood of the bull rider. However, a bull fighter is one of the toughest athletes around and a true heroes to the sport of bull riding.
So, you want to know how to get information about bull fighting, rodeo, country life. Well, Paige Gregory a Pre- Vet major from Tennessee has founded Rodeo Chat. It is a Twitter hashtag that links people from the United States with Rodeo fans all over the world. It happens every Thursday at 8 pm Central Standard Time. Paige makes sure that Rodeo fans not only get a chance to ask their special guest question but get to interact with each other.
This is an integral thing for the Rodeo Community since many people do not understand the sport. In the new age of Social Media obsession Rodeo Chat helps keep the Western World up-to-date on the ins and outs of their favorite sport. It also helps revive the spirit of the West. Reminding each person who participates that in their lives some may laugh as they dawn their hats and boots but that there is still millions who cherish the simplicity and excitement that was engraved into the American West.
So, you wanna learn more about the likes of Rodeo athletes or Rodeo in general? Come join Rodeo Chat and you may even find an athlete you can relate to. I know that Chris Hammack has shown me that it is important for Rodeo fans to always have the passion to pass along their sport to those who may not see the thrill. However, I guarantee...after a night in the Rodeo Chat Corral you will be itchin' to get your boots on and go root on your favorite cowboys and cowgirls.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Will you be a Convert?
Shy Blakeman’s followers call themselves The converts.
However, Shy is not your ordinary preacher. He mixes his country roots with a
soulful bluesy rock edge. It is this complex patchwork that makes songs such as
Dragonfly, Cannon ball, and Crying in Your Sleep resonant with music lovers
looking for a rebellious escape from what mainstream radio stations consider
product worthy. Although, his home state of Texas never airs Shy’s music it hasn’t
stopped him from reinventing himself time and time again. Maybe you can say
these reinventions come with new perspectives but whatever you call it Shy
Blakeman and his band (also called The Converts) know what flying high feels like as well as barely
scrapping the barrel.
However, if The Converts have it their way everyone will
be able to find solace in Blakeman’s lyrics. Although, Sky Blakeman may seem
insane he has recently released every album he has produced to be downloaded
for free from his website www.shyblakeman.com.
Some would say this is risky but when all you want is to spread good music,
what does he have to lose?
I must admit. I am a Convert so I may be biased when I
ask you to check him out. Though, who doesn’t want to follow someone exactly
like us? Who has seen beautiful glimpses but also hid so deeply in the darkness
of things such as a drug addiction. Give
him a chance to open your eyes to what music is supposed to be about. It’s not always about the stadium tours or
awards. Sometimes it’s simply helping someone escape their own darkness or
dream a bigger dream for them self’s. Shy Blakeman may not be an ordinary
preacher, but his music speaks volumes, and that’s why The Converts continue to
spread the word of his lyrical genius and musical composition. So, discover
their message for yourself. Let Shy Blakeman show you the true musical testament.
Let him lead you on your next musical journey.
Become a Convert Spread the word. Give Shy Blakeman the
credit and respect he deserves. Since Texas won’t.
Monday, February 20, 2012
my "real" dream
My parent's recall my declaration to the medical field at age 5. I just wanted to take the pain away from my friends when we got hurt playing outside or got sick from sharing soda and kool-aid. I've poured my heart into school knowing that it was were I needed to invest my time and energy. After the loss of my best friend I felt frazzled. She was somsone who told me that someday I would work for an elite sports medicine doctor named Dr. Tandy Freeman.
It was at 14 that I saw him on TV and found out that he worked with rodeo athletes. At 14 I was trying to figure out myself even more and there was something brewing underneath the brim of my own cowgirl hat that drew me to Dr. Freeman.
I then searched rodeo site after rodeo site and soon realized that I wanted to get my degree in Physical therapy.
I attended four years at Northwest Missouri State University. That wasn't without struggle. My battle with dyscalculia( its like dyslexia but without mixing up letters I reverse numbers or blend them together) held be back in chemistry, physics, and statistics. My sophmore year I lost my best friend which I have mentioned numerous times on my blog already.
I am still not in Physical therapy school and why I am so ashamed of myself it has shown me that my real dream never solely lied in the medical field.
I am 23 and my real dream is to give back as much as I can. I know I have been blessed in my life. When I was younger it wasn't easy for my mom to get by but she worked 3 to 4 jobs to take care of us. She soon fell in love with my step-dad who has given us everythin' we could imagine.
In college I was involved in Sigma Society. It was a community service based group that empowered woman to give back whenever possible. I miss being a part of this group so much. We raised money for Breast Cancer, Haiti, Rare chromosomial diseases, as well as painted houses in our college town, and anythin else we could do.
When I watch shows like extreme makeover: home edition and I hear the stories of these families it makes me feel like a baby for complaining about my situation.
So, beyond gettin' into Physical therapy schools this is what I want to do with my life.
* I want to join up with a horse rescue and invite Military Veterans with PTSD to come to camps and such for therapy.
* I want to raise buckin stock but cut checks to organizations that help cowboys with injuries such as the justin crisis fund and Resistol Relief fund.
* I want to continue writing but donate proceeds from the sells to various organizations.
* Join the bone marrow registry
* Register to be an organ donor
* go on a mission trips to foreign countries
* Get certified in Crisis Response
* help families of police officers, firefighters, and military men killed in the line of duty.
These are just some things...but my real dream is to make this world a better place. One act of kindness at a time.
God Bless Y'all
It was at 14 that I saw him on TV and found out that he worked with rodeo athletes. At 14 I was trying to figure out myself even more and there was something brewing underneath the brim of my own cowgirl hat that drew me to Dr. Freeman.
I then searched rodeo site after rodeo site and soon realized that I wanted to get my degree in Physical therapy.
I attended four years at Northwest Missouri State University. That wasn't without struggle. My battle with dyscalculia( its like dyslexia but without mixing up letters I reverse numbers or blend them together) held be back in chemistry, physics, and statistics. My sophmore year I lost my best friend which I have mentioned numerous times on my blog already.
I am still not in Physical therapy school and why I am so ashamed of myself it has shown me that my real dream never solely lied in the medical field.
I am 23 and my real dream is to give back as much as I can. I know I have been blessed in my life. When I was younger it wasn't easy for my mom to get by but she worked 3 to 4 jobs to take care of us. She soon fell in love with my step-dad who has given us everythin' we could imagine.
In college I was involved in Sigma Society. It was a community service based group that empowered woman to give back whenever possible. I miss being a part of this group so much. We raised money for Breast Cancer, Haiti, Rare chromosomial diseases, as well as painted houses in our college town, and anythin else we could do.
When I watch shows like extreme makeover: home edition and I hear the stories of these families it makes me feel like a baby for complaining about my situation.
So, beyond gettin' into Physical therapy schools this is what I want to do with my life.
* I want to join up with a horse rescue and invite Military Veterans with PTSD to come to camps and such for therapy.
* I want to raise buckin stock but cut checks to organizations that help cowboys with injuries such as the justin crisis fund and Resistol Relief fund.
* I want to continue writing but donate proceeds from the sells to various organizations.
* Join the bone marrow registry
* Register to be an organ donor
* go on a mission trips to foreign countries
* Get certified in Crisis Response
* help families of police officers, firefighters, and military men killed in the line of duty.
These are just some things...but my real dream is to make this world a better place. One act of kindness at a time.
God Bless Y'all
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Military Minds
So today, thanks to a re tweet on twitter I found this website called Military Minds. So, many of you would wonder why a civilian woman would be curious to check this out.
I grew up with an Army base located in my town. I went to school with kids who changed schools more time than I can imagine. It was that base that made me encounter Soldiers on a prevalent basis. In the fifth grade for Dare I even got to ride in one of the HM V's and yes I felt like big shit afterwards.
After freshman year I lost touch with families on our base because it became inactive. So, there was no longer air shows and all the other great activities. Although, people still get listed there it is kind of a quited part of our booming town...I say booming because it looks nothing like it did as I was growing up.
I stopped being close to the true reality, and fell in love with Hollywood's depictions of what went down. I even jumped on the Army Wives trains once Lifetime released it and Yes...Even though I know its probably not as accurate as it should be I still watch it.
However, I became a little more real-life acquainted when I came in contacted with a Veteran in December of 2011. At first, I found him quite charming and just said thank you for your service. I feel like now there is so much more I should do for him. He deserved more than a thank you...he deserved more than a hand to hold. Being injured in the war left him, what some would say...not the same. Hell, I can't imagine seeing things he has saw or completed missions like he had to complete. SO HOW IN THE HELL CAN WE EXPECT HIM and OTHERS to be NORMAL again!!!!!
Hell, What is Normal in the first place? Who is it for any of us to define NORMAL?
I guess what I wanted to write this post on is that these men and woman have seen things that us "civilians" can only mull over in our brains. I do not want to overload this with statistics because math is never been something I was good at .but when they come home and we tell them to Buck Up, Get Over it, MOVE ON...how can you imagine they take it? When we constantly ask them to recall or reface dark demons.... how can we expect them to be the people we "thought" we knew.
I want everyone to check out stories and videos on Military Minds...and if this is something you seem impelled to support like I do...I encourage you to donate or buy some of their merchandise.
Again, I thank every member of the Military. Past, Present, and Future. If not for them I would not have the abilities that I do. Without them I would be confined not to dream as big as I want. Without them, I don't know how more messed up our Country would be.
So, remember that fourth of July, Memorial Day, and Veteran's day may only come once a year...but don't you think they deserve a Thank You...more than that?
Blessings and Well Wishes
I grew up with an Army base located in my town. I went to school with kids who changed schools more time than I can imagine. It was that base that made me encounter Soldiers on a prevalent basis. In the fifth grade for Dare I even got to ride in one of the HM V's and yes I felt like big shit afterwards.
After freshman year I lost touch with families on our base because it became inactive. So, there was no longer air shows and all the other great activities. Although, people still get listed there it is kind of a quited part of our booming town...I say booming because it looks nothing like it did as I was growing up.
I stopped being close to the true reality, and fell in love with Hollywood's depictions of what went down. I even jumped on the Army Wives trains once Lifetime released it and Yes...Even though I know its probably not as accurate as it should be I still watch it.
However, I became a little more real-life acquainted when I came in contacted with a Veteran in December of 2011. At first, I found him quite charming and just said thank you for your service. I feel like now there is so much more I should do for him. He deserved more than a thank you...he deserved more than a hand to hold. Being injured in the war left him, what some would say...not the same. Hell, I can't imagine seeing things he has saw or completed missions like he had to complete. SO HOW IN THE HELL CAN WE EXPECT HIM and OTHERS to be NORMAL again!!!!!
Hell, What is Normal in the first place? Who is it for any of us to define NORMAL?
I guess what I wanted to write this post on is that these men and woman have seen things that us "civilians" can only mull over in our brains. I do not want to overload this with statistics because math is never been something I was good at .but when they come home and we tell them to Buck Up, Get Over it, MOVE ON...how can you imagine they take it? When we constantly ask them to recall or reface dark demons.... how can we expect them to be the people we "thought" we knew.
I want everyone to check out stories and videos on Military Minds...and if this is something you seem impelled to support like I do...I encourage you to donate or buy some of their merchandise.
Again, I thank every member of the Military. Past, Present, and Future. If not for them I would not have the abilities that I do. Without them I would be confined not to dream as big as I want. Without them, I don't know how more messed up our Country would be.
So, remember that fourth of July, Memorial Day, and Veteran's day may only come once a year...but don't you think they deserve a Thank You...more than that?
Blessings and Well Wishes
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Being scared makes it worth it
So...Y'all wonder why I titled it this. In life we all get scared. Moments, situations, or even fears make us scared of ourselves, our surroundings, or our views.
I am not going to lie...I am a girl who hates Scary movies. I do occasionally watch them and end up either laughing hysterically or asking someone to stay up all night with me. I am also scared the first time I drive some place I don't know, yet I love getting lost.
In life...if you never step out of your zone of comfort then you are stuck not living. Life is meant to have moment that scare you....moments that you hold your breathe waiting to see what is going to happen next.
People use the roller coaster analogy for life and I understand why...the first time you strap into a coaster you've never ridden your anticipating how fast its gonna take you...the turns and ultimately the fear of looking dumb on the camera. However, many people overcome their fears and get on the coaster anyways. I know I do.
This takes me back to my junior summer in college. I had gotten and internship in Sturgis, South Dakota. Grant it I had been on road trips with my family, and had driven from the UP of Michigan.back to Missouri where I live with the help of my grandma. However, an 11 hour trip all by myself. I was scared. What if my mom was right? What if I should have tried harder to get an internship close to home. Luckily I broke the driving trip into a 4 and a 8 hours trip. I stopped in Omaha to see an old Roommate and then headed out.
I remember the day I left Omaha...I wanted to get to Sturgis so Bad. Driving through the Badlands I remember all the iconic films that had been shot there. The wide open spaces soothed my soul and the fears I had flew out the window like the lyrics on the Cd's I was jamming too.
The ride home was just as freeing. It was that time that I knew I could make it. I suppose this was a momentous step for me...Just having lost my best friend a year prior.
I scare myself about will I ever get into PT school. Will I ever get the chance to work for Doc Freeman? Will anyone find the strength to keep going from a word of phrase I've said?
Life isn't about staying in an air tight bubble. It's about finding a line that makes you uneasy to cross...and jumping over. Not looking at the consequences but embracing the experience.
Love scares me but I found someone that I want to fall in love with. I hope he wants that too... I want to be scared about every aspect of that but I want to find the beauty hidden in it!
So, at the moment in which fear starts kicking in...remember you actually living your life right there.
Blessings Y'all
I am not going to lie...I am a girl who hates Scary movies. I do occasionally watch them and end up either laughing hysterically or asking someone to stay up all night with me. I am also scared the first time I drive some place I don't know, yet I love getting lost.
In life...if you never step out of your zone of comfort then you are stuck not living. Life is meant to have moment that scare you....moments that you hold your breathe waiting to see what is going to happen next.
People use the roller coaster analogy for life and I understand why...the first time you strap into a coaster you've never ridden your anticipating how fast its gonna take you...the turns and ultimately the fear of looking dumb on the camera. However, many people overcome their fears and get on the coaster anyways. I know I do.
This takes me back to my junior summer in college. I had gotten and internship in Sturgis, South Dakota. Grant it I had been on road trips with my family, and had driven from the UP of Michigan.back to Missouri where I live with the help of my grandma. However, an 11 hour trip all by myself. I was scared. What if my mom was right? What if I should have tried harder to get an internship close to home. Luckily I broke the driving trip into a 4 and a 8 hours trip. I stopped in Omaha to see an old Roommate and then headed out.
I remember the day I left Omaha...I wanted to get to Sturgis so Bad. Driving through the Badlands I remember all the iconic films that had been shot there. The wide open spaces soothed my soul and the fears I had flew out the window like the lyrics on the Cd's I was jamming too.
The ride home was just as freeing. It was that time that I knew I could make it. I suppose this was a momentous step for me...Just having lost my best friend a year prior.
I scare myself about will I ever get into PT school. Will I ever get the chance to work for Doc Freeman? Will anyone find the strength to keep going from a word of phrase I've said?
Life isn't about staying in an air tight bubble. It's about finding a line that makes you uneasy to cross...and jumping over. Not looking at the consequences but embracing the experience.
Love scares me but I found someone that I want to fall in love with. I hope he wants that too... I want to be scared about every aspect of that but I want to find the beauty hidden in it!
So, at the moment in which fear starts kicking in...remember you actually living your life right there.
Blessings Y'all
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