It Means "Happy"

My name is Robert Gay. I'm a student, musician, and writer from Nashville, Tennessee.
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Crossville, Tennessee - Minister’s Tree House

A minister, apparently, was “spoken to” and decided to build this 5-story tree house/church, which is quite a thing to behold. It’s totally open;  Everything is made from scrap wood, so the corners are not precise, and there are some off-kilter stairs and weird angles throughout.

There’s a multi-story chapel with a stained glass window, a bell tower, and the view from the tower is great - including a field with JESUS written in flora. Weird and free.


picture by Chuck Sutherland

sup, hometown?

I had no idea this existed.  Must. Seek. Out.  Don’t worry, I’ll tumble all about it.

I have got to go to this. Less than 2 hours from Nashville!

Until Last Night

I had no idea that “Party in the USA” was sung by Miley Cyrus.

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42 Plays

Here’s another crappy demo of a new song for you guys. It’s the second one I’ve written in the span of 4 days, so I’m enjoying the creative burst.

This is a folky, open-tuned song that reminds me a bit of David Mead’s style. I made this live recording in the back of my car after I finished writing it this afternoon. It was still pretty new to me and I might’ve played it a little fast, so consider this the first look of all first looks. Enjoy it and leave some thoughts.

Robert Gay - “Fishing”

I was feeling lonesome in a little fishing pond
Wading through the water with my boots & britches on
I was only biding time/Throwing out a line or two
Sudden movement made me turn/A glimmer caught my eye
Swimming in the shallow end and flickering with light
There was something hidden here, and it was clear what I must do

Close my mouth & bite my tongue/Fill my lungs & dive below
Close my eyes & listen/I am fishing for what I don’t know

Stories told of treasure drive a man to seek his own
And in this little fishing pond, a seed of hope was sown
A shine I’d never seen before/Evermore I’ll search the blue

Where are you hiding?


No News Ain't Always Good News.

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This is the first demo of a new song I wrote over the past 2 days. I recorded it outside with the crickets a few minutes ago and decided to put it on tumblr for you to hear.

Please listen, enjoy, and share some thoughts if you’d like.

Robert Gay - “When This Goes Bad”

love is nothing more than a closing open door
it’ll shut you out before you’re through
every time i start to fall, i make myself recall
it’s just what i don’t need, and what i do

oh but youre the highest hope i’ve ever had
it’s gonna hurt when this goes bad

love is like a song that carries you along
it’s in your heart but never in your hands
though i’ll never live without it,I know i’ll always doubt it
the melody that i can’t understand

oh it’s everything that ever drove me mad
it’s passionate but just a passing fad
and you’re the highest hope i’ve ever had
it’s gonna hurt when this goes bad

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-11-1) 

You’re the highest hope I’ve ever had.
Oh, it’s gonna hurt when this goes bad.
There’s something here. Time to dig.

There’s something here. Time to dig.

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For those of you who’ll be joining me at the Ryman tonight to see the Avett Brothers, I’ve just learned that we’re in for a real treat of an opening act.

One of my recent favorites, Nicole Atkins, is starting off the show, and I’m more than a little bit delighted to hear the news. Her songs are lush, expressive, and delicate, and she sings with the passion of Ray Orbison or Patsy Cline. I can’t wait to see how it all sounds live.

Nicole Atkins - “War Torn”.

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