If you don't come to Nashville without a song you might as well be living in Anchorage. 

Sometime ago during  a home renovation I discovered a neatly packed box of cassette tapes containing over a 100 recordings of original songs by my best friend and myself from high school and beyond. We were the two guys that would co-write and shared our songs with each other over time. In fact there never seemed to be a visit where a guitar was not within reach.  So we celebrated the friendship each time with a new song. When I found them, their very existence marked our time and friendship together. All were recorded 'on the fly' and on cassette, in them, I still hear the rustle of pages freshly inked and the ambient noises that marked there very origins.