a short poem or other set of words set to music or meant to be sung.


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an account of someone's life written by someone else, or in this case by yourself

owen beverly

singer, songwriter, musician

The story of Owen Beverly, where to begin where to end? Since I'm doing this myself I guess there are no rules…

I grew up in Mississippi, it sounds more rustic than it was. If I said lived in a white suburban neighborhood we might loose traction, so for the sake of this bio I grew up in a snake infested swamp. The water moccasins were so plentiful we kicked them off the front porch like pinecones. I learned to play the guitar and joined a blues quartet called Lou's Blues. I was sixteen year old in a band of middle aged black guys, they dubbed me "White Lightnin". Late at night in the empty juke joints of New Orleans, Vicksburg, and the Mississippi gulf coast I drank whiskey from mason jars and cut my teeth on the music of the delta.

I went to college in Charleston, South Carolina and studied Music Theory and Composition. The musical theorems I found to be true included: 1. Roy Orbison was the greatest composer of all time and 2. The term “20th Century Classical” music was an oxymoron. I decided to get my degree in three years so I could get back on the road.

2003 was an exciting time and fun was had by all. I went on tour with John Mayor and Howie Day, my debut record "The Drunk Lover EP" was featured on HBO's Entourage. I threw TV's out of hotel windows and ran from the police. Richard Branson of Virgin fame flew me to New York on my 21st birthday where I danced on a table in the hotel lobby dressed only in running shorts. I was 30 pounds under weight and on top of the world. Then before I knew it, it was 2005 and the music business tanked.

Things got weird, I moved back to Jackson and grew increasingly nervous of nuclear fallout. Hurricane Katrina hit the gulf and my world felt a little post apocalyptic. I was put on medication and started painting houses for a living. I discovered that in fact Towns Van Zant was the greatest composer of all time. I wandered around north Mississippi searching for the ghosts of Robert Johnson and William Faulkner, and couldn't even find myself. When I was put on Lithium I decided to do a mainstream country album, which is strange because I hate mainstream country music. Needless to say it flopped so I got off the Lithium and went back to self-medicating.

In 2008 I returned to Charleston to reunited with my college friend and fellow jaded musician Joel Hamilton. We started a band called InLaws and began touring the Americana circuit. We teamed up with old pals Cary Ann Hearst and Michael Trent of Shovels and Rope to start Shrimp Records.

The winds of change blew once more and brought me to Brooklyn, New York where I currently reside. I spend my days co-writing with emerging artists, touring the globe as guitarist for Danish group Oh Land, and making solo records. In February 2014 I recorded a full length album in Copenhagen, Denmark with producer Tore Nissen. It is slated for release October 28th and I will be dong an East Coast tour with the very talented Noah Gunderson to support it. I miss the south with endearment deeper than the sea, though I feel at peace now, floating on the surface, drifting aimlessly and writing my memoirs. Who knows what the future will bring when the past has been so prolific?


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