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Front Porch Of America by Mick Fury

Front Porch of America - The Creation

By: Mick Fury

On a sun spattered porch in East Nashville sit two disheveled songwriters. They strum their guitars and spit out half baked ideas as the heat presses down upon them, staining their beat up clothes with sweat and disappointment. For an hour now they’ve sat on that front porch looking out across the front lawn,

scrolling through social media, running chord progressions on their guitars. Nothing seems to stick.

Sean Patrick McGraw, the more seasoned veteran, slams his phone down on the table. “Unbelievable. Seriously unbelievable how inconsiderate people can be to each other on there. I would never say that kind of shit to someone in real life. Ever.”

His partner for the day, Mick Fury, nods. “I hate social media most of the time.”

They sit. Folks begin to pass by in front of the house, shuffling slowly through the humidity. A hipster riding a skateboard goes by. A Mexican family passes, discussing something in Spanish. Two older black

men walk past. A white women with a neck tattoo made her way by.

“You know, its like we’re sitting on...the front porch of America.....”

A dream was born.


Fast forward a few months and Mick has finished a new album titled the “Front Porch of America.” He calls his videographer Terry Little in St. Petersburg, Florida.

“Terry, I have an interesting idea connected to this new album. We wrote it thinking about how the media keeps telling us we all hate each other. I don’t buy it. I want to find out for myself. I’m gonna drive around America, sit on folks’ front porches and have beer with them. I want to hear what they really think. You wanna come with?”

So they set off. Mick, Terry, and Adam James Deiboldt, frequent cowriting partner with Mick an believer in, “A free ride? I’m in!”

So they set off. Mick, Terry, and Adam James Deiboldt, frequent cowriting partner with Mick an believer in, “A free ride? I’m in!”n Spanish Harlem, kitchens tables near Standing Rock, pot farms outside of Portland, parks in Beverly Hills and talking to everyday Americans. They spoke with a comedian, a social researcher, a lawyer, a Dakota Tribe elder, an actor, a health coach and many more, trying to find the

truth that connects us all together. They managed to pull this all off on Mick’s meager bar performer/songwriter budget, and along the way they filmed a music video for each song on the album at iconic spots across America. The end result was the Front Porch of America documentary on YouTube,

51 minutes of truth and honesty about a country tearing itself apart. But as Mick learned, maybe, just

maybe, there’s something we can do to stop that from happening.

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