As a song-writer, my primary job is to NOTICE things.  Little things.  Things that most ordinary folks would simply overlook.  Details that are minute and pointless to the average Joe, but when framed within a witty lyric and a catchy melody these details paint a vivid picture.  

Not long ago, I noticed such a detail.  Allow me to take you on the journey...

It was a Sunday morning.  Early April.  Just after winter's final frost in 2017.  I was backstage at a church in Gallatin, TN. The worship leader, and dear friend of mine, Mike Hurst, was standing in the corner of the greenroom, facing the wall, hunched over, head tucked downward, laboring over a pot of coffee.  It was a very peculiar sight.  He was so focused.  Like Dr. Frankenstein as he prepares to throw the switch, finally bringing his monster to life!  He was creating what hipsters refer to as a "pour over".  He was precise, and meticulous.  Each movement, intentional.  Every step, obviously rehearsed to perfection.  

And there he stood... hovering over what can only be described as a portable meth lab.  Slowly, carefully pouring the water out of a stainless steel gooseneck kettle in little circular patterns, throwing in a few figure eights here and there.  

I declared from across the room, in a rather jovial tone, "Mike, you want to be a hipster sooo bad."  He slowly turned to me with a crooked little grin and simply replied, "Nobody WANTS to be a hipster".  

Suddenly, I was Dr. Frankenstein.  The switch had been thrown in my brain and electricity began to fill the room as each line seemed to write itself.  "Everybody wants to be hip, but nobody wants to be a hipster."

Prepare your hearts and your ears...

 "Nobody Wants to Be a Hipster".

 Coming March, 2018.