BIGDUMBHICK - LONG BIO
Jeff Wall is a Bigdumbhick
WHY A BIGDUMBHICK YOU ASK?
Go Google ”Jeff Wall”. - The majority of your search results will be about esteemed Canadian photographer Jeff Wall.
This ain’t him.
Go Google “Jeff Wall Music” - The majority of those results will be another Canadian, the talented British Columbia based songwriter Jeff Wall
This ain’t him.
Now go Google “Bigdumbhick”.
There ain’t but one of those... which is just further proof of a merciful God..
Jeff Wall is THE Bigdumbhick, a solo acoustic singer/songwriter/storyteller from Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At 6’7” and 350+lbs, it is easy to understand the “Big” part. He looks like he might be willing to grind your bones to make his bread. The “Dumb” part is easy too, just look at him, standing there with his mouth hanging open and a vacant look upon his face. He just looks dumb… Big and Dumb… the way you Mom always liked her men, like Lennie Small with a little guitar in his hands…
... but he knows who Lennie Small is and you’re probably going to have to go Google that, so maybe he’s not as dumb as he looks.
...no one could be THAT dumb anyway.
Originally from Middle Tennessee, he had to leave there in order to find someone to date that he wasn’t kin to, so he joined the Navy at the age of 18 after having been promised the opportunity to catch the clap in 12 different countries. He ended up spending 20 years in the Navy and due to being so pure of heart, he never once caught an STD. This was more likely due to him being a hayseed Goober than due to any purity of heart.
Most of his military service was spent sitting on his ass, smoking cigarettes, often chipping paint, and occasionally being allowed to blow something up. The Navy also helped him to perfect the ability to sleep absolutely anywhere, at anytime. He taught himself how to play guitar while out at sea, and a favorite activity when arriving in a new port was to go seek out street musicians to jam with.
He’s read a bunch of books, some of which didn’t even contain any dirty pictures, He’s traveled the world several times, and he has met, broken bread, and played music with people from just about every imaginable point of the political, religious, and social spectrum.
He’s not nearly as big of a hick as he might try to lead you to believe he is.
Upon retiring from the Navy, he settled in North Carolina where he would continue to sit on his ass and to play music at every possible opportunity. At some point In his mid 50’s, he got the bright idea that he should start writing his OWN songs, what with there being such an overwhelming demand for old, fat, hairy, men singing heartfelt ballads about how it is they can’t get laid anymore.
Ok, so maybe he’s earned that “Dumb” part honestly.
To everyone’s complete and total surprise it has worked out. He is a very-unique, gifted, and darkly hilarious performer and natural entertainer. His sardonic, self-deprecating use of humor serves as the perfect candy coating to help make the dark and bitter pill of human existence just a bit easier for us all to swallow. One moment he might have an audience crying with laughter, and then completely out of the blue he might hit them with something extremely raw and personal, and eyes will again well up with tears - this time for a completely different reason. He's funny, but he’s not just a novelty act, he’s a seriously talented musician, with a groove so strong you could break a hip to it, which should be a matter of concern considering the age of his typical audience.
He is authentic (whatever the hell that means) This is not some stage persona. This is not some kind of act. What you see is what you get. There's no pretense, no posturing, no bullshit. Well, maybe a little bullshit, but still, he’s real. He is what he is and he ain’t ashamed of it.
If you like John Prine, Todd Snider, Loudon Wainwright III, Robert Earl Keen, and Jerry Jeff Walker you are probably going to love the Bigdumbhick.