After the 2008 death of his beloved dog and the downfall of his record deal, Leucadia singer-songwriter Alex Woodard looked for a sign. He instead received a letter. “When the record deal fell apart, everything else fell apart,” Woodard said. “You make a lot of sacrifices for this job. After 15 years, when you look […]
I did something in the second book that I wondered if readers would notice. It comes in a chapter called ‘The Step’ and only one person has ever said anything to me about it, when the horse in this photo takes a step backwards to me in trust. And everything changed. Did anybody out there […]
For The Sender, a book, album, and concert series by author and musician Alex Woodard that turns letters into songs, is hosting a benefit concert on Sunday, December 14, at Belly Up Tavern. Featuring well-known musicians including Jon Foreman of Switchfoot, Sara and Sean Watkins (Nickel Creek), Jordan Pundik (New Found Glory), Molly Jenson, Nena […]
I’m giving you a piece of the new book today. I guess this is kind of the book’s pre-birthday, since it will be released on Veterans Day of next year. The book (and songs) revolved around letters from the solider in this photo, but who writes him back will remain a mystery for now. And […]
Alex has added another playlist to his 8tracks account. Go to http://8tracks.com/alex-woodard/autumn to check out his latest mix – inspired by Autumn.
I’m on a plane right now holding a box to the floor with my feet, because I feel like I need to stay in constant contact with it until I get it safely home. The words ‘Love Letters From Vietnam’ are etched on top, and inside is a treasure of letters and photographs that I’m […]
I remember playing the songs we wrote for Scarlett Lewis in my manager’s apartment in SoHo. Scarlett had sent me two letters about losing her young son in the shootings at Sandy Hook and didn’t know we were there to play for her. The experience was one I’ll never forget, one I’ve written about it […]
Everything was black after the fire swept through our canyon with the trails heading up into the mountains covered in ash, landmarks and trees burned to nothing, and maps rendered useless. On our first ride after the fire, I let Annie choose the route and she’d find stretched of trail here and there. But mostly […]