David Nail Feature on Country Music Tattle Tale
David Nail took to his Facebook page to discuss the thoughts on “Turning Home.” Not necessarily even the song…just turning home in general. As someone who’s flew the coop at 17 and only been back for brief visits, it really does hit home.
I learn for Kennett, Missouri a little more with each passing day. I find myself trying to talk my wife into moving back to my hometown in about every other conversation we share. Playing so many county fairs this summer, has forced me to reflect on my time growing up. I can vividly remember the excitement over catfish sandwiches, or the taffy that you tried to stock up on to last throughout the entire year, and yet it simply lasted until the end of the month. I was so ready to leave that little town. It would simply hold me down, and keep me from even remotely touching my potential. I’ve stayed in the finest hotels, drank expensive wines and tasted the most famous foods from some of the country’s most revered restaurants. Yet it’s the simple things like McCormick’s Steakhouse after Sunday service, pulling out your best Polo shirt for Friday night’s game against Senath-Hornersville, or the Hayti and Dexter cheerleaders every Bloomfield Christmas Tournament, that nearly bring a tear to my eyes here high above the clouds. I love my hometown. I love being from Missouri. One of my favorite moments every night on stage is introducing my band, and speaking of where I was born and raised. I assume most people feel the same, whether they care to admit, or even currently realize it, but I think the emotion and pride I feel is superior to most. I say this not trying to offend, but simply trying to describe the depths of my love.
Now, I’ve been home since I’ve left….but the thing I have come to realize is that we can’t go back “home.” I mean…physically we can, but it wasn’t moving away that changed things, it was moving-on…growing-up. There are a few places I can go back and revel in the familiar sounds, smells, and flavors; but ultimately when I go back it doesn’t live-up to the adolescent memories. However, every time I go home it brings the memories back full-blast…And that’s the beauty of “Turning Home”…Remembering where we came from.