Tail of the Weak is a series of insights and musical memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin, singer/songwriter and founder of the Annual Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival, from Waycross, Georgia. Merry Christmas to all who chance to read this—Tail of the Weak 3.51—just one of the many holiday memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin. And as my disclaimer says, “It might not be very merry; but, it is a vivid memory”. I've owned a lot of vehicles since cr

Tail of the Weak is a series of insights and musical memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin, singer/songwriter and founder of the Annual Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival, from Waycross, Georgia. Once you've been cast in a Hollywood movie, it begins to get in your blood. Almost two months to the day—following my filming debut in Clint Eastwood's upcoming project, The Mule —and after my good friend, Cat Hurst, shared a Facebook post that called for extras in

Tail of the Weak is a series of insights and musical memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin, singer/songwriter and founder of the Annual Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival, from Waycross, Georgia. I motored my Ford Econoline through Ludowici—the notoriously infamous speed trap of south Georgia when I was growing up—heading to Savannah where I was scheduled for a week of Window Clerk training at the River Street postal facility. Hiring on with the Waycross pos

Tail of the Weak is a series of insights and musical memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin, singer/songwriter and founder of the Annual Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival, from Waycross, Georgia. After a week at the underground Checkmate club, the Down Home with Eddie Middleton entourage pulled out of Little Rock, Arkansas late Sunday afternoon with our Bumble Bee shades strategically placed as we headed east to Music City USA and the Cockpit Lounge. We didn

Tail of the Weak is a series of insights and musical memories from the mind of Uncle Dave Griffin, singer/songwriter and founder of the Annual Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival, from Waycross, Georgia. From the first time I set foot on stage at the Steak House Lounge in Waycross, Georgia, I opened myself to performing the music of my idols and set into motion an informal education that would carry me through life. The names of the clubs themselves—The Red Room, So