Neighbors

Posted by Terry Wooley on Saturday, April 23, 2011 Under: Words By Terry

Neighbors

There are certain days, that I am the most energetic person in the world. The kind of days where I believe that I can do almost anything. Of course you have to remember, I am a musician. That being said you have to realize that I’ve been doing so much with so little for so long, I can dang near do anything with nothing.

Today was one of those days. After a grand total of about 2 hours sleep, considering I was up all night watching the weather, I jumped right out of bed at the crack of noon, and was ready to take on the day head first. That is how I usually take on everything since my head is the hardest thing I have, especially when you get my age, all the other parts become brittle, and sometimes just fall off. The grass needed cutting, and I figured since no one else was jumping up to volunteer to get it done, and the neighbors were starting to complain that they were worried there children would get lost in my yard and never find there way home, I decided to tackle it.

What I didn’t expect was that the mower would quit after only a few rounds, and leave me unable to finish the job. Well at least the kids now have a path through it, so maybe the neighbors will quit whining. Don’t really know why they started all that complaining. It was such a nice neighborhood when I moved here, just a few months ago. It was one of the older neighborhoods in town, all the yards were neatly trimmed, all the children seemed so friendly and everyone seemed to be like one big happy family, and it seems that everyone did things together.

Just a few short weeks after I moved in the local fence contractor must have made a special deal to the neighborhood, and it must have been cheap, because he built everyone around me an 8 ft high fence. Wonder why he never stop by to see me. He must have been just starting out because he put gates in the fences on every side but the one that faces my yard. I guess he just forgot, but now when I want to see what the neighbors are doing, I have to get out my ladder, and climb up to the top of the fence. They must be really busy now though, because since I bought my ladder, they are not in the yard anymore. I’ve also noticed that the economy is really affecting the neighborhood, because most of the folks around me are evidently having to sell there houses. There are for sale signs in almost every yard around my house. It’s amazing things can go that bad that quick for so many folks.

And even though I’m not the smartest of people by any stretch of the imagination, and you will have to understand my imagination is like the band around your underwear, it will stretch a long, long way, I believe there is another reason for all the changes in my little community. I believe that by moving here I have increased the Global Warming. And the reason I believe this is because just the other day I overheard one of those neighbors in there back yard discussing me. He said to his wife, “Ever since that musician moved in next door, we’ve both been a little hot under the collar.” I guess now would be a good time to call that new air conditioning company. Gore’s heating and air.

Terry Wooley
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Terry Wooley Born on a small family farm in central Kentucky to hard working God fearing parents, Terry learned the meaning of responsibility at a very early age. While most of his schoolmates were playing and having fun, Terry was busy tending to the crops and cattle and polishing his guitar and songwriting talents. With the nearest neighbor almost a mile away and very few friends to pass the time with, he spent most of his spare time perfecting his craft, always dreaming of creating music. At the ripe old age of 8, he persuaded his parents to allow him to enter a local talent contest. They agreed and Terry walked away with all the hardware, performing a solo with only himself and a guitar almost as big as he was. A few years passed and he decided to set out and make his mark in the music world, traveling all over the world fronting and playing guitar for many legends and current and future superstars, and in 1982 became one of the few acts chosen to perform the entire run of the World’s Fair in Knoxville, Tennessee. Terry’s guitar playing always left him in great demand as a session player, and traveling musician, playing on countless albums and road shows. Known as one of the most prolific songwriters to ever pick up a pen, his songs have always been highly sought after by major stars and beginning artist alike. Well respected and admired by musicians and entertainers the world over, he has branched out into other areas of the entertainment business. Terry founded One BAR Records, an independent label to help further the careers of young artist, Lexie Rae Music, a publishing company to handle the many songs he has written, and Flip Flop Productions, a production company to produce young talent and help guide them along the path to stardom. His greatest passion has always been writing, producing and creating music that he feels will last for many years. With all of his many accomplishments and awards, Terry has somehow managed to remain in the background. However with his uncanny writing ability, his unequaled vocal talent, and his superb musicianship, he is quickly being pulled into the limelight. With the release of his critically acclaimed gospel album “SOLID GROUND” and his tribute album "ANY GIVEN DAY" and his tribute album to truck drivers "HIGHWAY FEVER" it is unlikely he will be able to stay out of the spotlight for long. Terry was honored to be able to write some music and lyrics for The World Global Peace Concert. With all of his many awards and accomplishments Terry still remains an unassuming man who is thankful and grateful for all that he has and all that has been given to him. “ I give the Lord all the credit and all the thanks” says Terry. And blessed he has been as many of today’s jingles, commercials, popular music and hit songs are influenced by the creative genius of the one and only Terry Wooley. Terry Wooley

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