I grew up poor. The welfare and food stamps kinda poor. The poor where you pick up cans on the side of the road and turn them in for lunch money, and the kinda poor that can lead a kid down some very bad roads. The good news is, that kinda poor can also lead down another road...one that teaches a person to love the beauty in this world that comes straight outta the box, no purchase required.

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I loved music from day one. I couldn't afford lessons, so I borrowed an old dented trumpet from my elementary school and taught myself to play. As a nerdy, introverted kid with bad skin and frizzy hair, music became my connector to the world and my ticket to college.

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After college, my doctorate in hand, I took off into the world to start a company. But several years, several hundred beers, a few good decisions and a whole lot of bad ones later, I picked up my first set of drumsticks and fell headfirst back into the place I belonged. I started to learn everything I could about music, production, and every instrument I could get my hands on.  I wrote my first song with only one chord (RUNNIN) because that's all I could play on the guitar. I filmed and edited my own music video to go along with the tune and proudly posted it on You Tube, only to have a woman immediately comment about my clothes being "too young" for me. I was heartbroken at first, questioning my decisions on all of it, and wondering to myself what the hell I was doing trying to get into the music world in my 40s.. But then something happened that changed my life. I decided then and there that if people wanted to judge me, or call me trashy for the clothes I wear, then so be it. Trashy Annie it is...and the name was born. 

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I had missed music like a missing limb, and I quickly found my place in the music world as a singer, songwriter, rock n roll band leader, and aspiring better-than-sucky drummer. Starting an original rock band at the age of 44 during a worldwide pandemic was a surreal experience to say the least, but three years later I found myself on stage at the Cactus Theatre in Lubbock Texas being honored as the CMA of Texas Americana Artist of the Year. I was signed to Indie giant Cleopatra Records shortly thereafter, and am about to release my first full-length album on May 19th, 2023.

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My songs might be heartbreakingly sad at times, unpolished at times, shiny and pretty at times, and raw and awkward at times. But isnt that kinda like life? It certainly describes mine anyway.

 

If experience has taught me anything, it's that if you run around telling everyone what's really in your head, they'll call you a raving lunatic. But say it in a song? Now THAT'S just beautiful art. Ha!

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Singing in front of people is still scary. Pouring my heart and guts out on the table for all to see is scary, but my mom always said I can be anything in this world if I put my mind to it.

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If that is true, I choose to be...

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FEARLESS.

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