From ever since that he could remember, Gerry had sung with my mom, aunt, grandmother and whole family.  From the time that he could talk; Gerry sung.  He remembered loving Elvis Albums as a child.  Later on it was John Denver, Jimmy Buffet & Paul McCartney to name a few.  He have always been a fan of singer/songwriters.  He realize that Elvis didn’t write his own music, but who doesn’t like Elvis.

Later on Gerry was one of 3 or 4 boys who sang 3rd soprano in front of the high school choir while he was in grade school.  They were the finale when we hit our high notes having no idea what they were doing, but people seemed to like it.  It was Gerry's 1st public performance as he recalled; finding it to be funny how life events seem to move in circles. 

In High School, Gerry was kicked out of choir because he was a rebel and much too cool to sing.  He was very shy about music for many years thinking that was for sissies.  He used to try to confuse the choir director by singing with the other sections in the middle of his section.  Students could see her head turn sideways trying to figure out what was going on.  After High School, Gerry would apologize to her and they hugged.  She forgave him, so he thought.

While moving on to college, Gerry had found himself rooming with a musical artist that played guitar, drums, keyboard, and other instruments as well.  He was introduced to Pink Floyd too.  He was taught  how to play picking things up quickly.  His 1st song was Buffet’s “Son of a Sailor”, playing with 4 chords and not 3.

Gerry had got married & started a family. He would put music away for many years until divorce.  At that time, he dug his ole buddy out of the closet, and with no inhibitions or regret, he began writing a lot.  It appeared the rest might had became history; for the record, he never intended it to be that way.  Hearing music in his head, Gerry could pick out the chords in songs pretty much playing them on the spot.  He would dream music; In fact some of Gerry's songs were from dreams.  He would wake up and voice record the idea quickly going back to sleep only to find a ½ written song later on.  Gerry decided that he should take it up a level started listening to my music vs. anything else while hanging out.  Not out of vanity, as he just liked it better. Gerry has a day job and music became a hobby for him, one that he's passionate about.


Gerry Hyde - Christmas in Kentucky #Flyah Review


From ever since that he could remember, Gerry had sung with my mom, aunt, grandmother and whole family.  From the time that he could talk; Gerry sung.  He remembered loving Elvis Albums as a child.  Later on it was John Denver, Jimmy Buffet & Paul McCartney to name a few.  He have always been a fan of singer/songwriters.  He realize that Elvis didn’t write his own music, but who doesn’t like Elvis.

Later on Gerry was one of 3 or 4 boys who sang 3rd soprano in front of the high school choir while he was in grade school.  They were the finale when we hit our high notes having no idea what they were doing, but people seemed to like it.  It was Gerry's 1st public performance as he recalled; finding it to be funny how life events seem to move in circles. 

In High School, Gerry was kicked out of choir because he was a rebel and much too cool to sing.  He was very shy about music for many years thinking that was for sissies.  He used to try to confuse the choir director by singing with the other sections in the middle of his section.  Students could see her head turn sideways trying to figure out what was going on.  After High School, Gerry would apologize to her and they hugged.  She forgave him, so he thought.

While moving on to college, Gerry had found himself rooming with a musical artist that played guitar, drums, keyboard, and other instruments as well.  He was introduced to Pink Floyd too.  He was taught  how to play picking things up quickly.  His 1st song was Buffet’s “Son of a Sailor”, playing with 4 chords and not 3.

Gerry had got married & started a family. He would put music away for many years until divorce.  At that time, he dug his ole buddy out of the closet, and with no inhibitions or regret, he began writing a lot.  It appeared the rest might had became history; for the record, he never intended it to be that way.  Hearing music in his head, Gerry could pick out the chords in songs pretty much playing them on the spot.  He would dream music; In fact some of Gerry's songs were from dreams.  He would wake up and voice record the idea quickly going back to sleep only to find a ½ written song later on.  Gerry decided that he should take it up a level started listening to my music vs. anything else while hanging out.  Not out of vanity, as he just liked it better. Gerry has a day job and music became a hobby for him, one that he's passionate about.


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