Cody Culberson

I was born in Fort Worth, Texas on the east side of town where the railroads wind and the neighborhoods are sleepier than their western counterparts. Music was stitched into my upbringing early on, with one of my earliest memories being a passenger with my grandfather in his 1980 Ford F-150 (the truck that I would later call my own), listening to washed up country singers moan about heartbreak and hangovers while the cracked vinyl seats pinched the backs of my legs. As the scent of dipped Skoal snuff hung in the air like a dying balloon, I remember watching my grandfather sing along, hitting each nuance in every verse and chorus as if he wrote the song himself.

"Back in El Paso my life would be worthless.
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left.
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death"
-Marty Robbins, "El Paso"

In a sense, I'm still in the gray pickup; fascinated with the art of story, and how the story etches itself into peoples' lives, creating a sense of community and belonging to anyone that lends an ear. I am beyond humbled that you've decided to spend some of your time here, and I am looking forward to seeing you at the next show.