violated

I've been feeling pretty damn violated for the last few weeks. I don't know if you know this or not but the #1 song in the country for the past 3 weeks or so has been T-PAIN'S Buy You a Drank There's something eerily familiar about both the dude's name and the title of the song! T-PAIN OK, dude has obviously heard my "punished" rap and changed punished to "Pain". His use of the word "Drank" is particularly suspect. You don't see it much the common every day dialect, unless you're ME!I use it all the time! How many times have you heard me say..Take a damn DRANK!? I'm gonna have to give my lawyers a call.
Monty!!!!

"Clutch Muney" is bad!

Paul Friedrich, OakTeam merch dude, is a hell of an artist, you just don't know how many awards he's been up for..
give the boy props when you buy shit.
PS- We've got the only band merch booth on tour with..AISLES!
It's like shopping at K-mart! Blue Light special!

 

bwaaahhh!

ha ha ha ha ha !

 

THE WOODS

asheville

left-handed?

 

With the long holiday weekend behind us I've only worked one day at my stupid painting gig and already we're halfway to the next weekend. Yippeee! The OakTeam heads to Asheville this weekend (Sat.) to rock the hell outta some place called The Hanger. It should be a beautiful weekend to have a hangover in the mountains so make a roadtrip to see us or tell all your friends up that way to come by and say "Hey!" and take a damn drank with us!

'96 Hoos

in Finland, with our tour manager "Man Kok" (that no "moose!" yellin' muthafucka!)
on one of the final days of the '96 Euro Tour.

 

first dance

Be funny to find out where SHE is these days..

 

Jerry F'in' Lee!

So we're sitting in Colin's Coffee in Columbus, OH owned by Watershed singer Colin, also famous for his stint/stink with The Dead Schembechlers, who played a gig in Ann Arbor on the very day that Michigan ex-beloved-coach Bo Schembeckler died, and Colin begins telling us a story about his bass player in The League Bowlers (a whole nuther story)who was the stage manager at a show featuring The Beach Boys and Jerry Lee Lewis. The story goes that Jerry Lee was supposed to go on at 7pm. Everyone's waiting and waiting until finally at about 7:30pm Jerry Lee pulls up in in a white limo. He gets out....he walks straight to the dressing room....he grabs the 2 bottles of Jack Daniels....and he get's BACK in the limo....drives off never to be seen again. See! That's the kind of shit you can get away with when you're Jerry Fuckin' Lee!

fav pic '86

This is one of my favorite pics of me, taken by Jack Cornell in April of '86, this much is certain. The argument is over where this was taken. I say it was in Paris. I was frustrated over how long soundcheck was taking when we were doing a French TV show with Marti Jones. Jack says it was at The Paridiso in Amsterdam. I was put out, wherever it was.

 

schedule A's

Someone recently asked me for a complete list of all my songs. Well, the bad news is there ain't one. But I DID run across the Schedule A listings (first year of the publishing deal) for all of the songs that I wrote while with BMG and BUG. Now mind you, I wrote more songs for the second years of these deals so there's a lot more than this and I'm still looking for those. (That's what I hate about the music business. the music is fun, it's the business that sucks!)And too, a LOT of these songs are embarrassingly awful! God! Some of them really, REALLY SUCK!


BMG/SLOW TRAIN/TRAILER TRASH/ASCAP:

Baird/Anderson
A part of you
Cars, girls, money
Dixie Beauderaunt
Don’t open that door
Do yourself a favor
Licker in the cornflakes
Little stories
Lock and key
Look at what you started
Memphis
My heart ain’t free
On my way
Picture on the wall
Piece of blue sky
Shake it wild
Somebody’s birthday
That feeling
The one I am
Word in edgewise
Anderson/Anderson
Bad enuff to crawl
Everybody looking at my girl
I can give you everything
If I were a drinkin’ man
It’s about time
Nya nya nya
Stay away from your heroes
That thang
Three little words
T.Anderson
Count on it
Dreamboy
Encourage me
Fat lady in the stands
Getting’ drunk
I love you period
In due time
Ladies last
She won’t call back
Weather or not
Yesterday’s you
David/Anderson
Driving to the moon
Spinning out of control
Finlin/Anderson
For a good time call
B.Lloyd/Anderson
Girl next door
Krekel/Anderson
I’m gonna hire a private eye
It ain’t gonna be that easy
S.Matthews/Anderson
Hell no
It ain’t what it looks like
Dipiero/Anderson
It’s never nothing
Wanna make something of it
Cornell/Enloe/Anderson
Loudmouf
Let’s do it for the memories
W.Wilder/Anderson
New day
Southern air
Whipping boy
Lord/Anderson
Prettiest trailer in the park

BUG/TRAILER TRASH/ASCAP

T.Anderson
Anonymous
Back and forth
Beer drinkin’ woman
Blaze of glory
College girls
Dream called love
Fastwalk
First date
Getting’ back together
Hangin’ in there
Hear that road
I grew up on a farm
I had my chance
I’m doin’ fine
Inez
I’ve just been shot
It’s all been done before
Jesus in the alley
Just another day
Just hold me
Just try me
Looking out for the other guy
Lostime
Love and obey
Man that rocks
Miracle of the sun
My promise to myself
Naked and sexy
No one knows it
Nothing on you
One good heart
Open this line
(It’s)Over
Read my picture
Rodeo dream
Rotted on the vine
Safety first
She don’t call at all
Sunday dress
The night that daddy had it out with momma
What else can go right
Who am I tryin’ to kid?
You make me wanna drank liquor
A.Anderson/Anderson
All heaven broke loose
Forget about that
Hold on tight
She wears the pants
You got a new love
J.Hoover/Anderson
Don’t trip over that mountain
Everybody for themselves
New model
Wait it out
Lauderdale/Anderson
Till the end

Memorial Day

Happy Memorial Day to my Dad and all of those who served to make the world safe
for me and mine, them and theirs and you and yours.

 

"hey fool!

..in 800....YARDS..take a right! Don't gimme no jibber jabber! Don't make me come outta this machine!..

 

..you have ARRIVED at you destination! Nice going Fool! See ya later!

.....Tom-Tom, Mr.T

black?

OK, many of you (thousands, in fact!) are wonderin' about my new BLACK format. Well, you know me (hey! could be a song!) I'm always trying to do my part in the fight against global warming and all that kinda hippie shit. (ie-not eating meat since '84, getting them little curly-cue light bulbs, walking to Dollar General or riding my bike when possible instead of driving) So the black thing is just another step in that direction. It takes less energy to display black than it does white on your computer screen. Therefore, the millions of friends that I have on-line are using less and saving the polar ice caps from melting away. See, it's like the song on that local TV commercial for the grocery store chain...
it's the little things by far
it's the little things that make us who we are
my Harris-Teeter...
It's the little things, folks. Just doing my part.

trip pics

Well, I told ya I'd have a few pics for ya of the OakTeam's recent ass kickin' trip west and north. This is the awesome stage we played on at the Old Town School of Folk Music in Chicago. Note the chairs are on stage for the interview portion of the show..

 

They sure were nice folks..

 

Robbie Fulks' kids were so cute. They got up and did a little comedy sketch before the interview. They left these sweet notes on our van. Thanks Preston and Tennessee!

 

an old tradition, sometimes when we're bored someone will yell "Fun Waaaay!!!" in the van which means everyone but the driver has to turn around in their seats, butts forward.

 

In Cleveland, there was a stoopid great vintage store downstairs from the club. I was proud of myself for not buying the place out. He had a ton of authentic clothes from the sixties that still had the tags on them!

 

 

SCOREBOARD!

 

a stop in Cinci!

 

Ballpark Tour '07

Sitting here, still reading love letters to the OakTeam from Chicago. That was crazy fun. But I really wish that we’d had a couple of gigs under our belts before getting there. The show we played in Columbus was scary good. My friend Joey Ward, from Bunn NC, just happened to be working in C-bus that night and surprised me with a visit. He said it was one of the top five OakTeam shows he’s ever seen, and that’s a lot. I thought it was too. I mean, seriously it was one of the better shows we’d ever played for sure. We were tighter than a boot camp fitted sheet. Bam bam bam!we did one song right after another, singing in perfect pitch and playing loose but together. It was a spiritual connection like you hope for on the stage and why we keep doing it. And it was effortless too, like riding a bicycle down a hill. We were just cruising and kicking everybody’s asses there.
The club was really cool. The Thirsty Ear, or “the ear” had two of the sweetest girls on staff. Christine, the waitress, took great care of us. When I casually mentioned that my throat was a little sore from the night before she made me a hot tea with lemon. She was a fan and asked to work on the night that we were there. We later sang “happy birthday” to her after midnight. And Amy the bartender spent her whole afternoon baking us cookies!
It was a crazy fun night and the owner, Dan danced all night.
We got up Wednesday morning and went over to Colin’s Coffee, owned by Colin, the dude in Watershed and The League Bowlers, who opened the show. You guys in C-bus need to check it out, it’s a cool hang with really great mud for us caffeine addicts.
It was on to Lexington, but not without a stop in Cinci to the Reds’ “Great American Ballpark”. We parked on the street and ran inside and bought a few things at their team shop. When we got to Lexington we went straight to Legends Field, which was closed since the early 11:30 game had been over for a few hours. We still took it upon ourselves to find a good spot to take pictures of the field.
It was on to the club and we got the usual stares from patrons and wait staff, honestly not making us feel as welcome as we had hoped. But we HAD just gotten the royal treatment from the first three clubs and were a bit spoiled. We saw the dude bringing in the PA and Dave yelled over at him “Hey man, we don’t need monitors!” “These are part of the PA” he said. Uh oh! They wanted us to start early because that would draw the kids in but apparently we (more the room than us) were too loud and they stood outside at the glass and stared in. The second set was better. A few adjustments were made and we did finally win’m over. Making our record STILL…undefeated! Many thanks to Scott Luallen, 9 Pound Hammer singer for getting the gig and paying for the PA out of his own pocket. It was a bit of a struggle but it did turn out to be really fun.
Late night drive to Charleston, WV and we unfortunately head home today.

Swayzethon '07

It was another late night drive after another great gig last night in Cleveland. Our friends Don Dixon and Marti Jones showed up as promised, bringing friends, and it was great to see Marti again. Jack and I did three weeks in Europe with her when she was on A&M records back in ’86. I thought she was gonna bust a spleen, she was laughing so hard at our show. Other friends brought other friends and it turned into a pretty decent Monday night crowd, especially since the Cav’s were in the NBA Eastern finals, the Indians were playing a make up SNOWED OUT game, the final episodes of “24” and “Heroes” was on the TV and there was also some local “American Idol” thing going on in the coliseum.
We sold about $250 in merch which was good but nowhere close to our all time record which we reached on Sunday night in Chicago of $830! Those people loved them some damn OakTeam!
We got up this morning and headed to Cooper stadium here in Columbus to catch a Clippers game against the Louisville Bats and their ace, Homer Bailey. It was “Mentally Handicapped Day” or something at the stadium and I know that’s really rude to say, but we felt right at home with these fine folks. Colin, from the band Watershed hooked us up and got us STUPID seats right behind the home plate umpire. It was a great game too and Columbus almost tied it up in the eight with a 3 run shot by #24. The great surprise that Colin was keeping from us was that the scoreboard scroll would welcome “Terry Anderson and the OAK Team” to the game about every 10 minutes. Nice! If my dumb ass hadn’t left the cord that connects my camera to my lapper at home I could show you a picture of it. I will definitely post it later with others.
Much love to all those who came last night and made all of us feel the love in Cleveland.

Southern Hostility Tour

“The Eagles..friend or foe, love’m or hate’m?” Thus began the interview portion of last night’s Old Town School of Folk Music show in Chicago. Robbie Fulks delivered the line to Brian Henneman and I sitting on stage beside him under a tall lamp. Brian was for, I was against. “Come on, Brian, you can really sit around your house and play “Desperato” and keep from laughing?” “Well there are bad Eagles songs and then there’s…” Robbie says, pausing to search his mind for a good one. I blurt out “See! You can’t think of one can you?” It was a spirited debate. From there we talked about everything from zoysia grass to the state of South Carolina. It was pretty fun. I was a bit nervous during the exchanges but held my own and even got a few uproarious applauses for some of my comments.
After we were done, the OakTeam theme song soon played and everyone in the band scrambled to find each other to take the stage at the appropriate time. We let it be known that we were glad to be there by playing our hearts out from the first note on. Our only lull in the excitement came when I stopped to drink water to coat my very dry mouth or when I introduced two of the songs. We finished with our goodbye number “Check Please” and took a bow before running off. I think we impressed a few folks who had never even heard of us before and that’s what we came to do. Hopefully, it will impress folks enough to buy the records when the show airs on XM radio in a couple of months.
Getting there was no easy task though as we started the trip off with a good ‘ol parking lot situation out on I-40 just an hour out of town. An hour and a half later we had moved about 200 yrds. Even our new Tom-Tom GPS system had no answer. It’s loaded with Mr. T’s voice and it’s funny for about the first hour or so but after a while it starts to drive you crazy. We were gonna use George Bush’s voice but after just five minutes into our 15 hour drive he proclaimed “Mission accomplished!” and we we had to go back to Mr. T. Finally, Greg pulled out the Atlas and found us a back road off of the next exit only 5 or so miles out of the way. We were so punished. We wouldn’t have gotten out of the state on Saturday if we hadn’t taken it.
Somehow the name Patrick Swayze came up and Greg accidentally used “swayze” as an adjective to desribe something. “Yeah, like sweet and crazy” I said. So from then on in the van everything was “man, that is sooo swayze!” or “You so damn swayze”. You get the picture. Dumb! And it was VERY weird when merch guy Paul (AKA Clutch Munny), looked down in the checkout line in Wal-Mart and saw Sir Swayze on the cover of this week’s People magazine.

Word. On to Cleveland!

fiddin' to hit it!

 

The OakTeam hits the road in the morning headed to Chicago, Cleveland, Columbus and Lexington. This shit is gonna be ignunt! Most of us are in the van with our new Tom-Tom gadget loaded with the voice of Mr. T telling us where to turn. "Take a right, fool!" Can't wait for THAT! I'll be throwed him out by the time we get to Greensboro!
I guess I'm driving cause Dave has to hang around town to be with his sister on her 40th birthday, dass nice of him. He flies to Chicago Sunday morning and is going to the Cubs/White Sox game via the train upon arrival. I hope Chicago wins! Meanwhile, we'll be waking up in Indianapolis with only a few hours to go before we get there. Load in and soundcheck is at 5:30pm. At showtime, Robbie will talk for a while with me and Brian (from The Bottle Rockets) for a while before the OakTeam does about 45 minutes. Those guys will be next and the whole thing will be over by 10:30 or so. We'll drive to Toledo that night and then get up and head to Cleveland for our Monday night throwdown at the Beachland Ballroom. After that show we'll drive to Columbus so that we can get up and catch a 1 o'clock Columbus Clippers game. We'll rock the hell outta Columbus and stay there that night instead of the usual late night drive. Then the next morning we'll get up and drive to Lexington so that we can act the fool at Lynagh's Pub. We've got a pretty good following in Lexingtown so it should be fun. Now we just gotta figger out which night we are gonna wear our stupid ass OakTeam "jerseys"! Damn! They are dumb!

The Woods w/ Bo

I crapped you negative...

 

Bo!

Thoughts and prayers to Bo Diddley and his family this week. 'Ol Bo had a stroke in Iowa Sunday night after a gig. He's 78 and has battled diabetes. I love the guy. Back when The Brewery(great club in Raleigh)was still open, our band The Woods backed Bo for two great shows one night. He was hilarious, when they turned the house over for the second show he sat backstage with us and told us like 65 jokes! He laughed harder and louder than anybody. I bet he had told those jokes a thousand times but they were still killing him.
He started us off by telling us our cues for stopping and starting the songs and he didn't want me to play "Bo's beat". He just wanted a straight beat, kick on 1 and 3, snare on 2 and 4. We got into some jams that night that were just completely off the hook! He had a new Octiver box and Jack keep walking over and stomping on it. Bo just smiled. He and David Enloe got into some guitar solo battles that were really amazing. Man! It was a blast! The first set was the best set, it was really brilliant but of course it was the secong set that I recorded. Though it was still great, we were trying to manufacture that magic we had during the first show and not playing quite as instinctively as we had earlier. I think both of the shows were about 2 hours long and each contained about 8 songs. I woke up the next morning and my arms were literally numb! But 4 hours of rockin' out with Bo Diddley was well worth it!

Country "Music" fiasco..

We are certainly missing an opportunity here in the States. With all of the resources we have to keep criminals out of jail, we are just wasting it on the public at large. We are feeding tonight's 42nd Annual Association of Country “Music” Awards to TV land when we should send it straight to the prisons! THAT would straighten their ASSES out! Two or three hours of Reba hosting this horrid redneck exploitation Junior High School play would stick a hot prod right up their asses towards getting right with Jesus! I mean...I tune in, and there’s Rascal Flatts (who I have renamed: Vocals: Flatt) all over the map trying to find a freakin’ note, “JEEEZ! Just pick one!” The chromatic scale phoned in and cried “Uncle!” during their performance! Those guys suck beyond the suckinest thing in Suckytown! And then a couple of nobodies get up there and try to make you remember them and I did…for suckin’. Here’s comes Brad Paisley, cool..he’s really great on guitar..not tonight! For Best Single, Solo Vocal..George Strait “Give it Away”. If anybody ever offers you this record take it..and give it away. Oh! I am so pissed at myself for not taking notes on Brooks and Dunn and all of the other really bad things that happened on this show. But I DID see one of the worst moments in live “music” history when Reba and Kelly Clarkston sang “together”. It was Kelly’s hit that nobody gave a flying rat’s ass about because it sucked as a rock song and it sucks even worse as a country song. It’s called “Because of You” and it was because of them that I turned the damn channel. But not before I got snagged into watching(mouth agape)Faith Hill sing a song that had "just been written 72 hours ago!" Sounded like it. I couldn't tell you a damn thing about it and I just heard it 30 minutes ago. It's about HOOK! Bitch! That's why they call it a HOOOOOK!@!!)(*&^%$#$&^&^**(!
Maybe instead of putting golf on Sunday afternoons, they should think about putting this shit on so folks can doze off on their couches. I’d be for it.
PS- Toby Keith sucks too!

Love you!

Movies, Murder and Bowls

I seen that movie they called "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar" and I had always wondered why it had such a dumbass name. Then, when I seen it, I figgered it out, 'cause it's a dumbass MOVIE! Well, not really, I quite enjoyed it...really! There were actually some great lines in that movie and I thought that Wesley Snipes, Patrick Swayze (huh?) and John Legiuazamo (he he!) were absolutely brilliant! Especially John Legerazmazako (huh?), he/she was funnier'n shit! "If he's having steak for dinner, you gotta let him hear it sizzle!" Ha-cha! There was a message in this movie somewhere so go rent it and figger the bitch out for yourself! Who ya think I am Siskle Ebert Humperdink?
You ever wonder what goes through someone's mind that would drive them to the most utterly hideous, heinous crime of murder? I mean, I've thought about it..How could anyone do such an ungodly act against humanity? It's the most despicable, most unforgivable crime that could ever be committed, truly it is and I think we can all agree on that. But if you DID ever want to step into the mind of a murderer and somehow justify his or her actions then go to the Bunn Food Lion between 5pm and 7:30 pm. You will understand CLEARLY what it's like to want to kill and kill and kill! Oooh! MY! GOD! What a slow bunch of dumb ASSES you have got to deal with! Today, after a dude in front of me had checked out he tried to redeem some coupons that the cashier had just given him with his receipt, and he wouldn't take "NO! HELL NO! BOOO!! GIT THE HELL OUT! YA MOMMA'S UGLY, GO TO HELL! YOU SUCK!" for an answer! After a few calls for "assistance on Aisle 3!" I just got outta line and stood in another one for a few years.
Hey, what is it with these damn bowls? You know the ones I'm talkin' about, KFC, Hardee's and the like trying to get you to buy these bowls full of mixed up overcooked shit. Here's what I'm hearing on the commercial: Fried chicken balls, white gravy, mashed potatoes, cheese and corn just throwed in a bowl and mixed all up and for a low low price of $3.99 or some dumb shit. HUH!? I would throw up blood for days if I even LOOKED at any of that shit! And they are advertising it?...like they are proud of it? Oh my GOD! I'd rather go through the Bunn Food Lion checkout line!
Bowls!?..... Bowls?!!! What's next people? Take home troughs?:
"You and the family kneel on down and start shoveling' that shit on in! Just $18.99 for our new "Tub o' shit!" It's a gallon of green beans, a bushel of fake mashed potatoes, goat gravy, turnip greens, a dozen buttermilk bisquits and six rib-eye steaks stirred up just right for y'all to fight over in a Tupperware tub that you can use over and over again...with all the fixxin's!..OH!..and a free gallon of sweet tea after 4pm!"
Help me throw this thang in the back of the truck, Junior!

God help us!

--
www.olympicasskickinteam.com

Bunn bike tour

I took a little bike trip around town Sunday morning..
Something very ironic about this shot, coffin nails being grown by the cemetary..

 

"This ain' the outhouse damnit! It's the STORAGE SHED! You youngins quit coming in here taking a dump!"

 

They really were!

 

"All aboard!", the old train station..

 

Hey, I never noticed that you could see my house (white) from the Dollar General.

 

wrote a songs about it..
"Winstead General Store and gro-cer-reee
Winstead General Store and gro-cer-reee
You need bread, he needs a rake
Well, let me tell ya what road to take
It's 39 to 98, right in downtown Bunn!
Winstead General Store and gro-cer-reee
(pedal steal lick)
Winstead General Store and gro-cer-reee"