09 They Don't Make 'Em Like My Daddy Anymore

I've got a list a mile long of musical influences who have helped to shape my love of music, but the spot at the top of that list belongs to my dad. And on today's episode of the Opry Dreamer Podcast, I'm going to tell you a little bit more about the man who taught me everything I know about music! You can hear episode 9 here:

My whole life he has taught me that music is an important thread in the fabric of life. You celebrate with it, you grieve with it, you love with it. Music can be an experience that connects us to one and other or a private love affair that speaks directly to your heart. Songs live forever, and the really good ones can transport you back to some of your life’s greatest memories.

When I was a little girl, my daddy would open tune the guitar so I could pretend to play and on occasion, I’d even get to put on a show for my captive audience... otherwise known as my dad’s band members who were over for rehearsal. My childhood was fertile ground for a love of music to grow and my roots were planted by the best, my dad. 

I remember when I was in the fourth grade I had a test on the brain and all of its functions. In an effort to help me prepare for the test my dad and I wrote a song together called The Thinking Brain. When it was time to take the test I sang that song in my head and aced it. My dad saw a love of music in me before I even knew how to identify it myself.

My dad is a blues man. He's a singer, a songwriter, and a damn fine guitar player who knows what he stands for. He doesn’t compromise when it comes to the things he believes in and he raised me to be the same. He taught me to be authentic and intentional and to live my life with integrity. I learned these things by watching him because he’s always been the kind to lead by example.

My dad has no shortage of dues he’s paid chasing his own musical dreams and he’s always willing to share his experience and wisdom with me, while still allowing me to pave my own way.

He knows that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and that I’m nothing if not hell bent on doing things my way. But I wonder if he knows just how much I admire him and how much his way has shaped my own. I discover new ways every day that I’m following in my daddy’s footsteps.

It's been a long running joke in our family that it seemed like everywhere you go you’d hear “you’re David Brewer’s daughter? I love your dad!” I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve been approached by folks wanting to share stories with me about my dad and the ways he came through for them when they needed someone in their corner.

People love my dad and I can understand why, he’s a universal favorite and like Loretta Lynn sang in her song, they don’t make ‘em like my daddy anymore. Watching him on stage when I was a little girl, I wanted to be just like him and you know what, it turns out, I am just like him and I’m still trying to fill his shoes. I love you, daddy!

Thanks for reading! I’ll see ya at the Opry!

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