Sometimes not getting what you want is a blessing. For country outlier Tucker Beathard, the souring of the record deal he was sure he needed, turned out to be the catalyst for NOBODY’S EVERYTHING, the first installment of a double album, and a work exponentially more compelling and focused than his shelved major-label debut.
“All the hurt I went through,” the multi-instrumental musical force muses. “I couldn’t catch a break, just getting your ass kicked by the industry every day, and the stuff you think that matters. Now I’m thankful it all got me to this point and gave me the confidence to do it my own way.”
Tucker Beathard figured it out the hard way, but like anything subjected to pressure, he knows you either become a diamond or dust. Though he jokes about a year spent in “Lawyer-land,” as he and his manager worked to extricate himself from his first recording contract, the 23-year old songwriter/road-rat threw himself into his music in a whole new way. Forging a leaner, realer sound, the kid raised on Radiohead, hip-hop and the songs his father Casey Beathard has written for superstars Eric Church, Kenny Chesney, and George Strait created a taut hybrid that was more street than studio, more grit and raw emotion than polished gloss.