so looking to the sky ¡ will sing and from my heart to YOU ¡ bring…
Covers from Our Lady Peace & Keith Urban
Hey yall… I was thinking. I’ve got so many recordings from the past few months, and I’m adding to them almost nightly. So for now, I think I’ll do two posts a week. If it gets to be too much, I’ll stop haha.
Anyway… here’s a couple I did recently.
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Our Lady Peace – All You Did Was Save My Life
Keith Urban – Raining on Sunday
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Covers of Florida Georgia Line & Sister Hazel
So I decided to start this series because I thought it would be fun to share and let yall see what I’ve been up to over the past couple of months.
I started doing these recordings about two months ago. A mix of Christian and secular. During the first month, I was just using the WhatsApp recorder, so the sound quality is pretty rough—very lo-fi—but on some of those I still managed to captured some cool moments.
About a month ago, I downloaded Lexis Audio Editor, and the sound quality is a lot better. This week I have two songs for you… Cruise by Florida Georgia Line and Your Winter by Sister Hazel, which I recorded last night. I also tried singing it in the key of D for the first time.
Anyway, I hope yall enjoy them. Thanks for listening.🎙️
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Do you think humans will ever colonize Mars? What would life there actually look like?
I don’t know… but I sure as heck hope so… because I have some Martians in my family—and they need to take their butts on home. 👽🚀💯🤟
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Do you believe in minimalism?
Absolutely not!
I thinketh a man should haveth many wives!
Many guitars. Many books. Many fishing lures.
Minimalism and I haveth agreed to seeth other people.
If you believeth me on this… come hither… I want to showeth you something no one hath ever seeneth…
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© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. No minimalists were harmed in the making of this post.
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Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound 🎶 I Can’t Change My Tune
Hey yall… hope you’re doing good… and wishing everyone a great weekend…
It’s time to Hank it up again…
Today I’ve got two more great ones for you…
Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound… Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound 1979 🎶
I Can’t Change My Tune… High Notes 1982 🎶
I Can’t Change My Tune is one of my many Hank Jr. favorites… just a great song
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I’ve also included a rare bonus video of Hank at his home… it’s a good one… gives you a little glimpse into how he lives…
He’s never seemed too interested in the mansion-and-caviar lifestyle… but he sure seems to live richly all the same haha…
Hope you enjoy 😁
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Yall check out my friend Tracie’s blog sometime… you’ll enjoy her.
On Tuesdays… you can actually recommend full albums to her… and she’ll listen and give her review on them. It’s a really cool idea 🎶😎
And she does a great job with it honestly.
Tuesdays are for Tunes Here we go gang…Glam Metal time…also known as the Hair bands. If you were around in the 80s/early 90s as a teenager or 20s you knew something about the hair bands. Nowadays you might have just heard of a few names. Like Motley Crew, Poison, Def Leppard and even Bon Jovi […]
Band, Not the Princess 👈 Tracie’s blog
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Describe something you learned in high school.
There are a lot of people I know
who say high school was a waste of time…
—and I get it.
For some…
especially artists and musicians…
it never felt like a place
that knew what to do
with a fire inside—
more about obedience…
than imagination…
But for me—
it was different.
Those four years gave me something real…
I had free chorus… music classes…
adding even more
to the years I already lived in—
that’s where it happened—
I discovered my love
for writing…
for literature.
English—
that was probably my favorite…
History came close—
science right behind it…
Math…?
I could do it… sure—
but I never felt it.
I understood it—
just never connected to it.
Sports gave me another kind of education—
one built on sweat…
pressure…
timing…
and skill you had to prove…
The social side though…
I could’ve done without that.
It was the usual divide…
the cool kids…
then everyone else…
—and me…
somewhere in between…
too aware to play along—
But the teachers—
they mattered.
I had real connections there…
My building construction teacher…
he was one of the guys…
Sometimes we’d sneak behind the shed—
smoke a cigarette…
talk about life…
Other days—
we’d all jump him…
wrestle him to the ground…
leave him covered in dirt…
shirt torn up…
He’d walk into the teacher’s lounge
looking like he survived a tornado…
trying to explain what happened…
Man… we loved that guy.
But my English teacher—
she changed everything.
She introduced me to Julius Caesar…
my first taste of Shakespeare…
Lighting a path to more great literature…
And then there was music class—
where I learned something
I still tote today…
The power… of the rest.
Silence—
In music…
what isn’t played…
can speak louder
than what is.
Same with writing… 😎
So yeah…
I gained a lot from that place.
Funny thing—
earlier today…
before I even saw this prompt…
I was listening to the John Mayer Trio…
reading interviews with John…
—and in one of them he said…
“I knew school never did anything for me…
it never made sense…
I knew at 13 what I wanted—
to be a musician.”
And yeah…
I get that too.
But thinking about it…
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school did do something for him.
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it showed him
what he refused to let go of.
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And that’s the lesson— 😎
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They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines.But something’s better
On the other side.© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All rights reserved.
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*** DO NOT TRY THIS YOURSELF ***
The 90’s for me…
were just… were just… hmm…
still lookin’ for the word(s)…
For now…
fire and ice.
The middle of the decade—
Burned hottest…
Froze bone…
I was dealin’ with heartbreak…
tryin’ to fix it with drugs… alcohol…
music.
I was strugglin’
So this memory came back to me today…
I just sat there like—
geeees man… what was I thinkin’?
Apparently… I wasn’t.
Back then… I had a few handguns…
used to go to the firin’ range pretty often…
had a couple of 9mm’s…
and this one…
a small .22 revolver—
pearl handle…
looked almost harmless in the hand.
But I noticed somethin’ about it…
You could load just one round…
and if you looked closely—
you could barely see it sittin’ there in the chamber.
So… as you pulled the trigger…
if you paid attention…
you could track it… tell when it was one pull away.
And yeah…
I’d mess with my buddies sometimes…
I would play Russian Roulette with it.
Even though I knew I was “safe”…
keepin’ an eye on the bullet…
it was still—
an unreal feelin’.
hard to explain it.
I never let anyone else handle the gun loaded…
and I absolutely would not let anyone else participate…
and I never shared my secret.
I can’t believe I did it.
My friends thought I was somethin’ else…
and yeah…
I built quite a reputation off that.
But lookin’ back now…
ugg…
what a thing to do.
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So grateful God never let go…
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*** DO NOT TRY THIS YOURSELF ***
Job 33:18
“He keeps them from the pit, their lives from perishing by the sword.”© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All rights reserved.
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What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?
— the first hour, and then some
So… once my dreams let go
and morning rolls around…
I open my eyes—
and I’m instantly happy.
I’m glad a new day has begun for me.
I thank God…
tell Him I love Him…
just chill for a moment—
embracing His love for me.
Then I usually lay there for maybe ten minutes…
eyes open… just thinking.
Then I reach over—grab my phone…
reply to my girlfriend’s texts…
They’re always there waiting on me.
She’ll send a photo she took…
or a piece of her art…
a scripture she picked out just for me…
along with her words…
So Supergood to wake up to this…
After hygiene stuff—
I head to the kitchen… get my coffee…
make my way to the couch…
Start my morning devotions…
Two different ones I read…
“Streams in the Desert” — by Lettie Cowman
“My Utmost for His Highest” — by Oswald Chambers
Both from the 1920s…
both deep…
in different ways.
One poetic…
one piercing.
I read…
sit with it.
Think about it.
Then I pray…
I talk to God for a while—
real talk.
Then…
I shut my mouth.
I listen.
To what He has to say…
After that—
headphones on…
I open up YouTube Music
Choose something… then just let it go…
A mix of Christian and secular
Then comes one of my favorite parts—
I grab my guitar.
I try and learn one new song a week, sometimes more
Right now I’ve been learning…
“Infra-Red” — by Three Days Grace
Next up… “Fine Again” — by Seether
Most times…
I don’t use tabs…
don’t look up chords…
I just listen…
play what I hear.
Learning the lyrics are the main thing…
the guitar part I make my own…
in my own style…
usually…
I’ll jam for a while…
have some fun with it…
then it’s back for more coffee ☕️
Headphones back on…
Then I check in—
My ministry platforms…
my YouTube…
my blog…
I respond to people…
read what others are sharing…
I’m not a big commenter—
but I show up lol
Then later I think on…
pray on…
whatever I want to write or post…
or if it’s time for one of my weekly series posts—
I’ll do that…
post on my other Christian platforms…
make a YouTube short sometimes.
Then I hit my workout.
Every day—
except Wednesday and Sunday.
After that—
protein shake…
something to eat…
And yeah…
That’s been my mornings lately.
I’ve been on leave from work for about a month now…
So right now—
My job?
Is just having awesome days 😎
Also… at night… I read the Bible and whatever other book I’m reading… right now it’s Hemingway’s memoir “A Moveable Feast”
After I read… I listen to more music… then I spend a good amount of time praying for others… then I sleep…
Lamentations 3:22–23 (ESV)
“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases…
His mercies never come to an end…
they are new every morning…
great is Your faithfulness.”© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson (bryanforchrist). All rights reserved.
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When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I don’t want to grow up… I’m a Toys R Us kid… they got the best… for so much less… you’ll really flip your lid… from bikes to trains to video games… it’s the greatest toy store there is… gee wiz… I don’t want to grow up… cuz baby… if did? I wouldn’t be a Toys R Us kid… 🤷♂️
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