Can’t Talk. Saving My Voice.

This is probably as good a time as any to let you know that I will be performing live in Pensacola, Florida this Friday night. I’ve been taking eucalyptus drops, drinking hot tea with honey and whispering round the clock best I can. At this point I’m pretty much communicating by writing on a chalkboard [...]

Frank Smethurst In My Parents Living Room

As you may recall, I was back home in Nashville last week for my high school reunion. We were all piled into my parents’ house for the long weekend which always produces a certain level of chaos entertainment. One morning I wandered into the kicthen/living-room area where my mother was scrambling eggs for Little Chick. [...]

Who Tequila Shot JR?

I drove up to Dallas yesterday to play with friends and celebrate Mothers Day Weekend in a somewhat unconventional manner. First I met my crew for lunch: After lunch (which consisted of copious amounts of wine & champagne) we all trotted down the block to the 2nd anniversary party at Tailwaters flyshop where we were [...]

Red Drum Roll, Please…

Ta-da-da-duh! It is with great fanfare that I announce some very exciting news. I have caught my first redfish. And for my next performance….I proceeded to catch a few more after that! After the film show wrapped up last week, a group of us traveled down to Port Aransas to chase after redfish and soak [...]

It Was A Stone Groove

Last night we brought the Film Tour to Texas in vintage South-Austin-style. And man, did we have a big time. We’ve been sold out since last week. People have been clamoring for tickets, calling the Drake and practically scalping & trading online. The beer was cold and started flowing early. The weather was gorgeous so [...]

From The FFC Legal Department

After my 2008 trip to Exuma I published a blogpost titled, “Is That A Bonefish In Your Pocket Or Are You Just Happy To See Me?” Now if there actually were an FFC legal team looking over my shoulder (ha!) I am pretty sure they would counsel me sternly to state that that I do [...]

Hmm, How Do I Say This Politely?

I AM KICKING YOUR ASS! Heavens, I am sooo sorry. How rude of me. I do not know what came over me. I suppose it was the sweet sweet smell of victory because as it turns out….I am kicking your ass! That’s right. You heard me. I am in the lead, poised for glory, drafting [...]

Even Bonefish Get The Blues

For one scintillating week our coterie of characters shed the coat of everyday armor and peeled away the mask of regular routine to dive into a counterculture escapade that involved chasing bonefish all over Exuma and floating on water so blue that our dreams will forever be tinted a certain shade of Bahamian azure. Our [...]