Stories From The Road with WT Greer

WT Greer Performing weekly at Nana's Bar, atop the Hilton Anatole, Dallas

2011-09-29T06:42:00.002-05:00

Interview with Johnny Tan

2010-12-17T19:28:00.017-06:00

Johnny is an award winning motivational speaker and took a few minutes of his important time to interview me on his radio show. Here is a recording of the time we spent together.

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Things Remembered!

2010-12-10T15:12:00.018-06:00

CHRISTMAS 2004

Some stories just take time to process, and more time to gain a proper perspective, in order to relate them to others. This is one such story for me. It took these 6 years to be ready to share it with you all. It is a story that needs to be told, and I hope to do it justice. The first time I had to be away from family for Christmas, was the most painful experience I had ever lived through prior to 2008, but that is another story I am not ready to tell.

THINGS REMEMBERED!

I don’t think living is what I felt like I was doing, from the moment I stepped onto the plane, until that one Christmas night. I was asked to fill in for a friend on a cruise ship in Hawaii for three weeks and at the time I had not worked in a month. I was trying to decide what I was going to do with my music career while the corporate events world struggled to recover from 9-11. As a matter of fact it was my wife who actually accepted the job for me. I refused to go… If you guys haven’t figured out who is boss in your homes just yet, take it from me your wives all know the truth.

Three weeks before Christmas, I found myself standing in the Honolulu airport, waiting for transportation to the cruise terminal, at the world famous Aloha Tower near downtown. I was glued to the window like a child soaking in one of God’s most glorious landscapes. I couldn’t decide which way to look. The ocean was, and is, breath taking. The mountainous dormant craters were green, like you know God meant, when he spoke Green into being. I was silent and in awe of the beautiful spirits of the local folk, but I was truly, and deeply, sad that everyone I love wasn’t there to experience this wonder with me. My sadness was multiplied by that ever-present desire that my wife be by my side. Yes, I do love to travel, but I never truly enjoy most of it, without her commentary and laughter. I know one day we will travel to all of these amazing places again, so she can walk on the beaches of Hawaii with me, instead of seeing pictures of her name drawn in the sand.

Once I was settled into ship life, (I had never been on a ship before), I was actually happy to perform. Anything to take my mind off of the fact that Christmas was coming and I would not be spending it with my little ones. The performance venue was very nice and the people were very receptive, and yes, I smiled as if nothing was bothering me. That was little help, because from that first night, no matter how much I smiled, not matter how upbeat my songs, no matter the level of reverie in the room, people would sit and cry every night. Several years after the fact, I ran into one of the people who had been there one of those weeks, and had witnessed the crying, and she told me that she personally had cried because the sound of my voice reminded her of longing for things she remembered. She said one Christmas song I sang actually sounded like a broken heart weeping. I knew my sadness was well founded and real to me, but I HAD NO IDEA that what was down in my spirit could get past my smile. You know; ‘Smile though your heart is aching, smile even though its breaking, etc…”

There was one couple, who came every night for five nights, and in speaking with them, I learned that the wife’s sick parents were on the cruise with them, and that this was probably their last Christmas together. I asked why I had not met her parents, and she told me that her older sister had come along to take care of the aged couple for the trip because she was most familiar with their needs. She said they went to bed each night on a regular schedule. The young couple gave me a sense that the older sister was very protective and IN CHARGE!!

Well Christmas day finally came and I just couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed. I lay in bed all morning and well into the afternoon. Why get up?…no Christmas tree, no little children jumping into my bed dragging me to a bedazzled tree, to open presents, no eggnog, no Christmas morning kisses and hugs, no Christmas presents! Did I mention no Christmas presents? ...For the first time in my life I would not be giving a single gift to those I love. I would not be opening a single present. I was finally reduced to the guy providing the paycheck to pay for it all. I was too depressed. Even when I called home my wife would not let me talk to the children she did not want them to be sad, and she would not talk to me because she knew it would ruin her ability to keep the brave face for the children. I WAS ALONE, and let me tell you, IT SUCKS!!! I then understood why Christmas has the largest number of suicides of all the seasons during the year. Though it was an impossible time to be alone, I learned something so amazing that Christmas.

I do a lot of praying, and I know God was probably a little disgusted with my watery, and morose prayers. I was embarrassed to be feeling so ridiculously sorry for myself. It could not have been uglier… trust me, but I prayed for joy, and almost anything to cheer me up. What would he send to help me get through this one VERY LONG DAY? Wouldn’t you know it, God in his truly infinite wisdom, also has a serious sense of humor. I turned on the television and there was a movie just starting, so I thought cool, ‘I won’t go out to eat, I’ll order room service, and I’ll just lay here and watch.’ Have any of you seen the Notebook? Apparently I was the only one in the world who hadn’t seen it. When I later inquired of my friends, some cringed, and some just laughed out loud, especially when I told them that I had spent my lonely Christmas morning watching. For those of you who have not seen “The Notebook”, let me give you fair warning. This is not a movie you watch when depressed.

The main characters of the movie relive their love story of 50 years, as written in a personal diary or as the the writer calls it; the notebook. At the end you realize the storyteller had taken the time to write their story because she knew she was going to suffer severe memory loss with her progressing Alzheimer’s disease. IN the movie her husband reads the notebook story to her until her memory returns, and they have a few short moments of recognition where she know him and they are again as they were, before she floats away again, into her memory loss. He reads it to her time, and time again, waiting for those few minutes when she can remember him and they dance together to their favorite song. In the end they pass away, lying next to each other, during one of her moments of clarity, and are found the next morning by the attending nurses. This is a beautiful story though very sad.

That evening I went to sing as usual, wearing my smile and feeling lonelier than ever. Before I started singing, a beautiful woman in her late 50’s approached me wanting to ask me some questions. She was very poised in her black Chanel suit, blond hair slicked back, and looking very much like an older Catherine Deneuve. She was quite cold in her questioning and stern. She said, “I am here with my younger sister, her husband, and my aging parents.” I did not interrupt her because I could see how intense she was. I got the distinct impression she was scrutinizing even the way I was breathing, so I stood very still and relaxed to let her tell her story.

She told me that earlier that Christmas morning, the whole family climbed into a rental car in Maui and drove the road to Hana. For those of you unfamiliar, this scenic drive is among the most beautiful in the world. The road winds through lush greenery unlike anything I have ever seen, along steep cliffs, and endless blue ocean views. It is a rather long drive and so, during the journey, the family listened to my Christmas CD. She first said to me, “I want to tell you what happened to me today and then I need to you to tell me what you think about my story.” I said sure, not quite understanding what she meant. She told me that Her mother was suffering from Alzheimer’s and that her father was very ill and lost without her. He was very hurt that she did not know him. During their long drive to Hana my version of “The Lord’s Prayer” started playing on the radio. The hard woman's face grew even more ice-like as she told me she had been sitting in the back seat next to her mother, who had not recognized her in four years, when all of a sudden, her mother took her by the hand and began singing along, and singing directly to her, like she had always done, when the woman had been a little girl. She paused in the telling to watch me, expecting something from me… The first thing I said was, “That was a serious God moment you had, thank you for sharing it with me. I am so happy for you. That really made my day.” My comment broke all of the ice from her demeanor and she was completely different at the mention of God.

She told me that she had refused to allow the situation to touch her fully until she found out whether or not I was believer. I did not understand what the issue would be regardless, but I assured her that God authors such miracles, and not men. I did not wish to debate her reasoning, because to me the fact that her mother woke up and knew her again was vastly more important than any religious opinion. God puts his stamp on many things none of us will understand on this side of heaven. She finished her story, in tears, saying how after her mother finished singing to her, she told her daughter thanks for all of her help, kissed her cheek, and then she vanished again. Everyone in the car knew that special gift was what the older sister had truly needed. She would have that memory long after her mother passed on. She wept, shook my hand, and thanked me for the music and for helping her mother come back to remember her. She thanked me even more that the music had taken her back to a place in her childhood long forgotten. She was overwhelmed that of all the things her mother could have remembered, all of the lost things, the forgotten things now gone from her world; that God had allowed the oldest daughter to be the one of the things remembered.

As for me, that was one of the best Christmas presents I have ever received with the exception of He who is the reason for the season. It taught me Christmas is definitely about anything but self and I was ashamed that I wasted the day in bed. God did however, give me “The Notebook” to show me, he was thinking of me, had a plan for my day, and no matter what he was going to be there for me. He made sure I knew that particular Christmas, that my heart was one the things He remembered. May it be so all of my Christmases. May you find ways to remember God and others this Christmas and may you see and recognize when God makes your world, and your hearts, part of His wondrous Things remembered. Grace, Mercy, and God’s Favor…Merry Christmas!!!

Chills in Summer!!

2010-10-12T14:43:00.000-05:00

For this down home Texas boy, Hawaii is quite an experience in itself, but imagine it's cool sun and crystal clear surf in combination with an amazing evening of romantic music from extraordinary voices, and you will be imagining a combination that sent chills up and down my spine for three solid hours.
Live from the historic Hawaii Theatre in Downtown Honolulu, World Entertainment Group, offered the screaming locals and regular tourists a truly eclectic concert of sound and story telling. If you know anything about Hawaiian culture, then you know that these lovely people thrive on the power of 'talking story'; as they say in their native pigeon english. This simply means to tell the story in words that paint lasting images on the hearts and minds of the listening audience. Though I was onstage performing during the 3 hours, I was equally caught up in the moment like all other ticket purchasers. Benny Mardones of 80's fame, John Ford Coley, Joe Puerta of Ambrosia, Angelli Callo, and myself, were backed by the amazing J. Michaels band, for the evening of performances.

The highlight of the evening for me was when Benny Sang his mega hit song; "Into the Night" after which he told the story of how the song came to be written and for whom. Benny took a stance of sheer humility as the audience screamed their accolades and adoration like Michael Jackson had walked out before them. I could understand their appreciation because I now know why they call him the voice. There is nothing like singing for an audience full of people who love the message of true love. There was that moment you always hope to see as a concert goer; where the audience and the performer connect on a level that is pure emotional magic. I am fortunate to be able to tell all of you I witnessed such a moment. I saw this Rock and Roll Hall of famer, finish his last note, the band stopped, and there was that pregnant moment of profound silence. You could tell Benny was very moved by the audiences appreciation and in that moment I saw him decide to share a very candid moment with all of us. He tells us all that he has never been married after the traditional fashion; wedding gowns, cakes, receptions, and a preacher. It was the courthouse the first time. He calls his long time girlfriend up onto the stage, gets on one knee, with ring in hand and asks for her to marry him. No one seemed to breathe in anticipation of her answer. There were tears, shocked surprised gasps, and then a sigh of joy that erupted into a deafening roar as he stood and kissed her with a kiss for all time. She said yes. I have been to many concerts and I can tell you here and now, if you did not attend the "Love Rocks" concert three saturdays ago, you have missed a soul moving experience.

This down home Texas boy loves his romance under the Hawaiian moon. I love Great music with a delivery that I can feel and taste. I like the story telling this culture is known for. Wait, who am I kidding? I LOVE HAWAII PERIOD; who wouldn't? Most of all, I love my music with chills on top of a romantic summer sizzle.

LAUNCHING THE NEW MUSIC!! HERE COMES THE FIRST CONCERT!!

2010-07-03T14:44:00.000-05:00

"Love Rocks" Returns to Hawaii at the Hawaii Theatre ! Tickets on sale July 9th!

For six years I have been busy with family matters and traveling in the cruise industry; to see the world and to build my fan base. I can safely say it has been both challenging and rewarding at the same time. It is now time to pull all things together, throw it up in the air, and trust God. To all of you wonderful people who appreciate my music, CREATIVE MEMORIES, BeautiControl, Mary Kay, Home Interiors, and my AMWAY friends out there, I am finally bringing you the music. The new website will be live in ONE WEEK or less. My travel schedule is winding down with one last tour through the Hawaiian Islands, ending on SEPTEMBER 25th with a wonderful concert at the HAWAII THEATRE!!

Join me and a host of Stars much more famous than I. See the details below!!

I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!

PRESENTS

Mike Doran

www.worldentertainmentgroup.com

www.loverocksconcert.com

Honolulu USA Office 808 833 0056

Las Vegas USA Office 702 560 0274

Makati Philippines Office +63 2 899 1812

Worldwide Line (USA number) 615 732 5708

Manila cel +63 917 916 9121

"create reasons for success, not excuses for failure"

Michael Jackson

2010-02-24T13:49:00.001-06:00

Will We Still Not Dance?
Will we ever know the truth of Michael on this side of heaven, and does it really matter once we hear the beat?

Will we still not dance?

How many hit songs will now be released previously held back from our ears, because of shame and speculation? Does it matter once we hear the beat?

Will we still not Dance?!?!

How many reports will be rendered and how many tears will be shed? How many arguments will be exchanged over his innocence and or guilt? How many of us really care about all of that once the music starts?

WILL WE STILL NOT DANCE?!?!?!?

The reigning king of pop had the greatest and most highly anticipated appointment of his existence on June 25th and I hope it was all he hoped it to be. I hope when the angels heard his song of revelation and honor to God in heaven... THEY DANCED!!

We are sad because we will miss him being alive and dancing for us. We will miss the one who taught us all to dance. We all feel in some small way we know him. FOr those of us who love him for his music and his magic perhaps all the frenzy over his death will be because we realize that through his music we really did know him. We don't need more than that.

When his private world was partially exposed we found his reality too fantastic to digest and so we vilified him. ‘A mile in my shoes’ is the phrase that come s to my mind. We did not need more of him than the music and that was all he freely gave.

I once worked with a lady who grew up down the street from the Jacksons in Gary, IN and her words were quite revealing. She says Michael was too young for the spotlight and did not have proper counseling and did not have mature and constant adult supervision. He was simply not handled properly. She said he was abused in ways that make a child never want to grow up. Children abused like this feel safest with other children who have no hidden agenda. Was he too old to spend so much time with children? I wonder why they never talked about the fact that he gave to more charities than any other person in history... it IS IN THE GUINNESS book of world records.

Other industry people have told me that several of the adults in Michael’s life truly abused him. Perhaps he had a broken place in his soul which caused this fear of adulthood and this ultimately manifested an overwhelming fear of, and fascination with death.
Perhaps his heart could not face growing up and when it was time to really lay it all down, and we all know that his body was trying to tell him the same, Michael found it too hard to face.

His personal revelation and subsequent announcement that this would be his final concert tour must have really shocked him to the point of a determination to work harder and to shine even brighter, but we saw that it proved to be too much. Some cutting edge psychologists who study the emotions behind actual physical pain say that a heart problem stems from a fear to face life’s realities. Whether any of this be true or not and whether it makes any difference once the music starts …
WILL WE STILL NOT DANCE?!?!?!?

The king of pop demands our respect and requires an active show of appreciation not with bows and personal praise but simply by the swaying of hips and rhythmic movement of feet! The lip service he requires are repeating his songs with a smile of joy. He is not a hard king to appreciate.

Who can sit still when Michael sets the groove? Who can resist raising their voice when Michael starts to sing? Have we not all sang “Cause it’s the Thriller” “Say you wanna be startin something, You got to be startin something” “Because I’m Bad, I’m bad, really, really bad!”? Have we not all sang “We are the World, We are the children!”

His is a name that is only unknown by the very young. Even the farthest reaches of the earth know the name Michael Jackson and it is because the music has a sound that speaks to the deepest part of our humanity. It touches us in a place more rudimentary than language. If music is the universal language then nobody has ever spoken it better than Michael Jackson. We have all run to the dance floors, packed arenas, and crowded around our televisions to hear and see him speak it with the greatest effect and finesse. We have allowed him to cast his spell over us, for truly it was magic, and we love magic.
So come now Sony music!!! What unreleased treasures have you hidden in your vaults for those of us who love the music beyond the legend...

WE WILL STILL YET DANCE!!!

David Proposes to Heidi

2009-10-21T00:13:00.001-05:00

I have been extremely fortunate to be part of many weddings, proposals, and anniversaries. Recently I met David Glaze while performing in Europe. Soon thereafter he brought Heidi Roberts to hear me sing in Dallas and included me in his plan to propose to her. Here is a video of a few of those moments. The video may too big for the blog space but you can click on the title and it will take you to the actual video.

David Glaze Proposes to Heidi Roberts! from WT Greer III on Vimeo.

Hawaii

2009-09-24T19:35:00.015-05:00

ALOHA = The Breath Of God!

I have waited for several years to write about Hawaii in my blog for just one reason.

There is just no real way to fully describe the wonder of paradise.

This is a diverse culture with so many different types of customs, people, and social parameters from all over the world. The True Hawaiian natives are a passionate people who are very protective of their home. They share their paradise with tourist from every corner of the world and have the best attitude except when they encounter ungracious people. Soooo often I have seen people come to Hawaii expecting a certain thing and when they get here it is so much more than they ever thought or dreamed. Let me just tell you, if your image of Hawaii came from old Elvis Presley movies then, you are going to be disappointed. If your idea of an island is taken from reruns of Gilligan’s island, then you are in for a rude awakening. If you come to Hawaii thinking it’s all grass skirts and coconuts, then you have not done your research. The people here watch television, go to college, and live in homes just like everyone else on the mainland. Hawaii is America and even comes with the same compliment of Walmart stores.

The Napoli Coastline

Yes Hawaii is American but it has not been so for very long. There are still customs, which require strict attention. The word for hello, goodbye, and Love are the same word in Hawaiian - ALOHA. That should tell you something very important about the people of these great and beautiful islands. They are a loving and passionate people with a fierce desire to appreciate nature and family. They see others from around the world spending small fortunes to come to their home to relax and play. They see people of every level of wealth, on a daily basis, doing everything they can to get here to spend precious vacation time doing the same things they, as natives, have done their entire lives. They do not jump for anyone when called. They take their time to do most things and enjoy every aspect of life. If you are in a hurry to do anything in Hawaii then you did not schedule enough time to be there. If you spend so much money to fly to Hawaii then you should absolutely stay for at least two weeks and not rush the experience. Come to Hawaii but leave the stress on the plane. Wear your flip flops, sandals, water shoes, or no shoes at all, but leave the stress and aggravation on the plane. You are coming to Paradise and everything that it symbolizes.

Kauai Waterfall

Airports are notorious for causing a rise in blood pressure and a rise in stress levels, so plan carefully. Before your plane lands, take at least an hour to think about throwing off the things that weigh you down. Fold up the bills like a pair of pants and toss them aside. Think about what it will be like to wear only your swimsuit, but do also remember that there are some places in Hawaii where even the swimsuit is optional. Take off the pressure of work like a dirty shirt and toss it aside or hang it neatly for later, but definitely lose it. Do not allow yourself to be bothered by anything or to be in a hurry to get a taxi, get to the hotel, or get anywhere. You’ll get there. Walk slowly on purpose. Be patient with families traveling with small children. Take in the whole experience as if you were observing life for material in a new book you are writing. Notice details and appreciate the diversity of others without having an opinion. Certainly the girl with blue hair doesn’t care what you think, so why think anything except, ‘Oh, there’s a girl with blue hair.’ Wait in line without allowing an impatient attitude to cause you to fidget. By all means, you know that the lines at the airport are going to be long, so go early and at some point, have a glass of wine to calm your nerves. Some things will never change even if you have great wealth and can fly first class. There will always be a line.

Big Island Volcano on the ocean!

I have learned these things after too many occasions wasting precious time having to rest from just the travel experience of home to airport, and then airport to hotel. I would end up having no energy because I had allowed those things to dictate my mood and thus destroying my vacation or new city experience. By the time I got through moving luggage, stumbling over small children, little old ladies who do nothing in a hurry, screaming babies, and smelly feet on airplanes, all I wanted to do was to get to my hotel room and sleep. Just thinking about this stuff, right at this moment, raises my anxiety levels.

The Wall Of Kona!

In June of this year I decided to change me and see whether or not it would make a difference. I invested in a pair of headphones that cancel noise from my surroundings and put my favorite music to listen to, sleep to, and an audio book, onto my ipod. I started being physically active again about a month before my travel date so that I was smaller and had more energy. This allowed me to sit on the plane more comfortably and I wasn’t so bone weary in the end. I had a glass of wine on the plane, listened to my book, slept, ate, listened to my book again, dozed yet again, and before I knew it the flight was over and the crying baby did not bother me at all. The smelly feet I will never get over, but I had cologne in my bag and when that person was asleep I killed the deadly smelly.

Botanical Gardens Of Hilo!

Once I reached my destination, I took my time getting through customs and then getting to the hotel. When I arrived at the hotel, I thought I would rest a bit but found I wasn’t really tired. I took a shower, wrote in my facebook about public restroom etiquette for men, and went for a 4 mile walk through the city. That would never have happened before.

COME TO HAWAII but leave the mess and stress on the plane. Bring your best ideas of what Paradise can be and you will find what you are looking for. Romance is alive here. Relationships can be rekindled as you make perfect memories under rainbow ensconced waterfalls. The white or black sand beaches will record your journey as they have done for lovers and friends for thousands of years. Witness the splendor of a living volcano, ski in the morning, surf in the afternoon, have the most beautiful orchids in the world shipped back to your home, to remind you of your experience. Know each other in paradise making memories that can only be spoken of by looking into each other’s eyes.

Michael Jackson

2009-06-26T05:02:00.001-05:00

Will We Still Not Dance?
Will we ever know the truth of Michael on this side of heaven, and does it really matter once we hear the beat?
Will we still not dance?

How many hit songs will now be released previously held back from our ears, because of shame and speculation? Does it matter once we hear the beat?

Will we still not Dance?!?!
How many reports will be rendered and how many tears will be shed? How many arguments will be exchanged over his innocence and or guilt? How many of us really care about all of that once the music starts?

WILL WE STILL NOT DANCE?!?!?!?

The reigning king of pop had the greatest and most highly anticipated appointment of his existence on June 25th and I hope it was all he hoped it to be. I hope when the angels heard his song of revelation and honor to God in heaven... THEY DANCED!!

We are sad because we will miss him being alive and dancing for us. We will miss the one who taught us all to dance. We all feel in some small way we know him. FOr those of us who love him for his music and his magic perhaps all the frenzy over his death will be because we realize that through his music we really did know him. We don't need more than that.

When his private world was partially exposed we found his reality too fantastic to digest and so we vilified him. ‘A mile in my shoes’ is the phrase that come s to my mind. We did not need more of him than the music and that was all he freely gave.

I once worked with a lady who grew up down the street from the Jacksons in Gary, IN and her words were quite revealing. She says Michael was too young for the spotlight and did not have proper counseling and did not have mature and constant adult supervision. He was simply not handled properly. She said he was abused in ways that make a child never want to grow up. Children abused like this feel safest with other children who have no hidden agenda. Was he too old to spend so much time with children? I wonder why they never talked about the fact that he gave to more charities than any other person in history... it IS IN THE GUINNESS book of world records.

Other industry people have told me that several of the adults in Michael’s life truly abused him. Perhaps he had a broken place in his soul which caused this fear of adulthood and this ultimately manifested an overwhelming fear of, and fascination with death.
Perhaps his heart could not face growing up and when it was time to really lay it all down, and we all know that his body was trying to tell him the same, Michael found it too hard to face.

His personal revelation and subsequent announcement that this would be his final concert tour must have really shocked him to the point of a determination to work harder and to shine even brighter, but we saw that it proved to be too much. Some cutting edge psychologists who study the emotions behind actual physical pain say that a heart problem stems from a fear to face life’s realities. Whether any of this be true or not and whether it makes any difference once the music starts …
WILL WE STILL NOT DANCE?!?!?!?

The king of pop demands our respect and requires an active show of appreciation not with bows and personal praise but simply by the swaying of hips and rhythmic movement of feet! The lip service he requires are repeating his songs with a smile of joy. He is not a hard king to appreciate.

Who can sit still when Michael sets the groove? Who can resist raising their voice when Michael starts to sing? Have we not all sang “Cause it’s the Thriller” “Say you wanna be startin something, You got to be startin something” “Because I’m Bad, I’m bad, really, really bad!”? Have we not all sang “We are the World, We are the children!”

His is a name that is only unknown by the very young. Even the farthest reaches of the earth know the name Michael Jackson and it is because the music has a sound that speaks to the deepest part of our humanity. It touches us in a place more rudimentary than language. If music is the universal language then nobody has ever spoken it better than Michael Jackson. We have all run to the dance floors, packed arenas, and crowded around our televisions to hear and see him speak it with the greatest effect and finesse. We have allowed him to cast his spell over us, for truly it was magic, and we love magic.
So come now Sony music!!! What unreleased treasures have you hidden in your vaults for those of us who love the music beyond the legend...

WE WILL STILL YET DANCE!!!

WT Greer Performing Nightly!

2009-01-07T17:33:00.006-06:00

The internet is full of amazing websites and I have found one which allows me to post my videos in high definition.
Coy the link below to your browser in order to see the video promo for my new performance venue.

http://vimeo.com/2886504?pg=embed&sec=2886504&hd=1

Happy New Year and remember the economy can recover quickly if we work together to solve our energy demands
domestically. Use American oil, and build cars that run on water. THEY EXIST already. People of America demand what you
want.

NAPLES AGAIN!!!! ROMANCE, ART, & NAKED SCULPTURES!!

2008-10-11T12:02:00.008-05:00

Here is the rest of the Naples story.
The art, the weddings and so much fun.

Here is a city full of history thousands of years old with no end in sight of art, literature, sculptures, and young people having a great time.

We saw Castles with cannon holed doors. We saw Gypsies, tramps, and thieves, really we did. We even almost got robbed by a crooked street vendor selling 'Fancy watches' and 'Laptops'.

I hope you get a chance to experience the romance of Naples and even better; the food!!

Pleasant journey.

Venice Venditation of Romantic Vectitation & Vagissate Venery!

2008-10-04T10:07:00.015-05:00

Vagissate: To caper or frolic
Vectitation: or state of being carried away
Venation: The act or art of hunting.
Venditation: The act of setting forth ostentatiously; a boastful display.
Venerable: uplifting
Venery: sport of the romantic chase

Never have I seen a city more boldly romantic, with its perfect little squares ensconced in a collection of the perfect little eateries, shops, and gelaterias. The flowers and trees are truly a second thought, because the character of the buildings, canals, and people are so captivating.

When you think of Venice, you automatically think of water canals and St. Mark’s Square at night. When you arrive in Venice, you are suddenly aware that you haven’t booked enough time in the city for the vagissation you have traveled far to experience. For the romantic soul, Venice is life to what you had almost given up as lost in our busy world. The perfumes, the food, the water, gondolas, gelato, the rich history, the ballet, the theatre, the experience is enough to satisfy the most starved romantic soul, to quench the withered and parched dry spirit of the most unsatisfied, jaded, yet hopeful spirit.

For those who need no romantic promotion; those on fire with the Venery and Vectitation of life, –what flowers, what music, what sensual excitation! All the senses find satisfaction. There is no more to say about that.

It won’t matter that your gondola ride is expensive, or that your driver may not be able to sing, it is the idea that you rode down the ancient canals where millions have come before. Kings, queens, and young lovers from times long forgotten know the truth and power of this romantic enchantment, and these canal walls still echo the muted utterances of hopeful suitors, accompanied by the sweet hushed laughter of their intended. If this is your dream then I hope that you to will participate in one of the world’s most romantic experiences. If you are thinking about the money and the expense then this is not something you want to do until you can put money in it’s proper place and realize that life is for living. So many have already come this way that it can’t be a mistake or marketing ploy, but of course Venice is not the only way experience life at it’s romantic best. I have been married 20 years and I say it ranks in the top 5 experiences, behind, ‘Yes I will marry you’, or ‘I DO’, or ‘honey you are going to be a father.’

Money can do some amazing things and since you give so much of your life to get money, then money should be spent doing things that make life wonderful and satisfying. Give to organizations that are helping to free the 27 million slaves in the world today, feed the hungry, but don’t forget to feed your relationships with each other. Find a new favorite wine, taste a new chocolate, make love under a Venetian moon.

Make sure and take an excellent camera, and or video recorder. Save your money for the fine hotels, the fine dinning, and see Venice. If that scares you, just remember, even the least of these restaurants, and less ostentatious hotels are just as much a part of this experience of a lifetime. I would also suggest, once again, that you stay for more than a week in Italy. Stay three and see northern and southern Italy. After all, if you get bored...HA!!!!, you can jump right over to Greece and her amazing islands, –talk about ancient and beautiful. See my next blog entry for Greece.

Here are a few images from the three trips I took this year.

True love and the greatest Romance!!!!

WT Greer, III

NAPLES!! FOOD, FUN, FRIENDS & FAMILY!!

2008-09-24T00:52:00.024-05:00

Naples!! What an unusual experience. I can honestly say I have never gotten lost in a city until that one. Though not lost for long, I was trudging quite casually along back alleys and through residential areas because I wanted to see how the Napoli Italians truly lived. I was given no strange looks and never bothered... I suppose because I don't look too different from the people from the region, or perhaps at 6"4", I look fairly unmoved.

We all sat around a table and she brought us two carafes of homemade wine and that was the beginning of an eating experience I will never forget. The salad was made from fresh ingredients and fresh herbs grown in the window. She fed all nine of us salad, wine, chicken, fish, pasta, and deserts all homemade, all amazing, all a blessing.

I will say that the best part of the experience was the family and friends present to share the experience. I can't say enough about how wonderful these precious moments were and how unforgettable.

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I was a initially very disappointed at the 15 ft piles of garbage in the streets until I heard about the garbage strike. Then I was just glad to know the city managers were not just bad at their jobs. I saw a real communist rally... Okay nuff said about that. My son saw his first castle and I loved watching him have that experience.

Once you get out into the country side of Naples, then you see the romance of it all, but the city is a living bustling wonder that must be seen by foot. Do not be disappointed over the graffiti on the old statues, fountains, buildings and walls. It is just proof that the napoli youth are very artistic like their forefathers and that art will not be denied expression. Italy is the seat of reat art and has been so long that perhaps there are not enough statues left to carve for the number of artistic spirits running free.

Bring a good attitude and carry your money close to your heart so that theives and smooth operators don't steal from you.

DO NOT BUY LAPTOPS, VIDEO RECORDERS, CAMERAS, OR ANY ELECTRONICS ON THE STREET. you wil get back to your room and find you have just purchased a box of soap or rocks.
They are faster and smarter than you unless you just keep walking. Pleas trust me on this. I saw more than than a few people sad, robbed, and diappointed. These people do not represent the Italian spirit. They are still just people who are doing whatever they can to feed their families, though dispicable and ugly in my opinion.

Caution is very important and I would not suggest you go wandering around the back street as I have done. You may be the statistic news often covers. I as just very lucky. Safety makes for a wonderful vacation.

You Must See Japan!

2008-09-01T22:18:00.016-05:00

The Relaxing Gardens of Japan!!!

Castle of

Hiroshima

That's me in the

doorway bending

over so that I didn't

bump my head.

Needless to say I

did not go into

the castle. I would

not have fit in the

narrow halls and

tiny stairwells.

Here are some photos from my trip to
Hiroshima and Tokyo. The cities were
the cleanest big cities I have ever seen
and the people were extremely nice to me.

I hope that when you plan to travel that
you have a chance to see how beautiful
Japan is. There is nothing like the culture
and the food was amazing.

I have heard that my hometown was extremely
hot this summer. I can tell you, nothing beats
the shores and beaches of Japan when you are
weary of the Texas heat. Except maybe the
beaches of Hawaii, but that's another story.

The hospitality of the Japanese people made
it very easy for me even though I don't speak
any Japanese.

Disney Japan is also a very cool place.

In one way I was very blessed in that there was no reason
for me to go shopping for clothes. They have nothing in
my size in the country. I could fit three small Japanese
people in my jacket. I did not see anything in my size
anywhere over there.

No one made me feel uncomfortable when I got lost and
when I needed to find the apple store in downtown Tokyo.
The ladies from the department store pulled out the phone
directory and found the address and walked me down the
street to find what I was looking for. This is an apple
person's dream...a Three story Apple Store.
I was in Heaven.

WOW!!!! What a Summer!!!

2008-08-20T12:32:00.009-05:00

This is the Trevi Fountain In Rome.They say if you toss a coin backwards, over your shoulder, you are destined to return to Rome. I have been 5 times to Rome and never run out of new things to see.
Okay, where to begin? First of all let me just say that I have truly enjoyed the places and events I have have been fortunate to witness first hand, but I can truly say nothing was more wonderful than the people I have met along the way. People who have shared their wonderful stories with me after listening to mine during my performances. This has been quite a sping/summer to remember.

Earlier this year my children decided they wanted to be in show business and though I was hesitant, for many reasons, I would not be a great father if I did not allow them to find their own passion. I would support them even if they wanted to be President of the USA. I told them if they were able to land an agent then I would do whatever I could to help them. Well after demo tapes, pictures, meetings, and auditions, my children not only landed an agent but also were cast in several amazing projects. I am very proud of them. I can honestly say without going too far into it that it has been amazing seeing them on the big screen.

This summer I spent three months on tour in Europe with NCL. I can tell you right now if you have not seen Greece, Italy , or Spain, you simply must save your money and go. It is always good to be back in America, because this is my home and there is no place like the USA, but God did make a much larger world and it is an amazing experience to see the many varied cultures all tied together by one common thread. We all want to be loved and we all love music. Love in any language is easy to understand. Over the course of the next several weeks I will try and add pictures and stories from the road!
I hope this post finds you happy and excited as school starts again. Visit me often over the next few weeks as I try to write about and show you pictures of the places you must visit.

New Year!!!

2008-02-08T12:38:00.000-06:00

Hello Friends,

I have had the opportunity to do something this year I haven't done in such a long time. I have found a great place to sing and perform in Dallas, TX. Yes, I have returned to my Dallas following to perform Wednesday and Thursday evenings every week.

I took a break from regular night performances for a period of 7 years. My family as most of you who know me understand comes first. I have enjoyed putting my children to bed every night and watching them develop. I am a blessed daddy.

February of this bold new year brought me interest from a major recording company plus a whole new set of friends from all over the world. I did my showcase for the labels in December and found out this month that the label wants to escalate. I was also called to fill in for an entertainer who had an emergency and spent several weeks aboard the Norwegian Dawn, which travels the eastern Caribbean. I am actually still here on my third week upon their request that I extend. I will be here one more week and will return to the Mansion in Dallas on Wednesday February 20th. I have spent the days writing new music for two projects involving the United Way and a new children's animated movie and my evenings performing for SRO crowds. I am blessed to see some of the most beautiful beaches and natural sights in this part of our world.

Lesson Learned

We often hear that bargain hunting is one of the fun things to do on these kinds of trips. I spent one of these mornings with a wealthy woman of 85 who had lost her husband several years ago. She spent her mornings on excursions, her afternoons reading or napping, and her evenings at the various shows onboard. One morning she struck up a conversation with me while going ashore. We talked about her husband, children, and many other anecdotes born of a long rich life.

As we walked into the little town we encountered many people; young and old, selling everything from wooden flutes, jewelry, and every kind of little knick knacks you would expect to see at these little ramshackle flea markets. I saw a few things I thought my children my like and proceeded to negotiate with the salesman who could not have been more than 7 years old. It never crossed my mind to question why this child wasn't in school or why he was manning a booth by himself. I focused on getting the best price. Once I was done and satisfied with myself the little old lady, who was standing by me, observing patiently, said, "Don't ever do that again.

These children don't go to school because there isn't a school. All they have is this work they are doing. We who have should give generously out of our abundance to those who are at least trying to do something positive with their lives." I was immediately saddened but wiser. "When I come to places like this I have a set amount of money that I am planning to spend and then I purchase things I need and don't really need and spend every dime I bring. It is my thought that the money is not nearly as important as those people."

I am grateful for the lesson of benevolence I learned that morning and for the little old lady who was my wise sage and guide around town and proper social etiquette. This morning changed my perception of how blessed we truly are.

I hope you all get a chance to travel and to see the incredible people and places God has created.

Stories From The Road

2007-11-19T10:55:00.003-06:00

Hello Everyone,
I have been around the world a couple of times since I left Dallas a few years ago. I have met so many amazing people in the places I have visited. I have seen, heard, and experienced some of the most awe inspiring musicians and felt the beauty of the music created from these gifted artists in many cultures. These experiences have been a gift from God and have forever changed my understanding of the power of music and the importance of what I deliver each time I am invited to sing.

I have created this blog space in order to give those I have met and or performed for, an opportunity to express how they have been touched by my music. Feel free to express how you feel and know you will be heard. I am also looking for submissions to be included in my first book.

If you have a story about what music does for you I would love to read it. It does not have to be about me or a performance of mine. I would like to hear from those touched by the beauty of strong lyrics and the voices of gifted singers who express lyrics with a real understanding of the importance of what they do for their listeners.

We love anything that makes us feel good, smile, dance, and we even like a sad song every so often. But we always love great lyrics, and always love a great voice. So go all you Musicians!! Gives us a smile or two! We are listening.

My team will be posting some video of me on Youtube.com over the next few days. Let me know what you think.

I love singers who make me feel what they sing. I would like to know who you think the great singers are. What do you consider a great song and why? What life changing event was accentuated or magnified by a special song? What concert did you attend where the singer left a lasting impression on you? Where were you driving and had to pull over because the song was so powerful you needed to experience it without the distraction of driving. That has happened to me several times. This happened to me the first time I heard Lisa Fisher sing "How Do I Ease the Pain". I was driving down highway HH in the Missouri countryside on my way to The Lodge Of Four Seasons with my wife and had to stop the car to experience the unbelievable vocal dexterity of this amazing songstress. I still listen today after these years and am moved. I believe her when she sings.

What does music mean to you?

For those of you who have heard my music, I want to hear your stories about how my music may have touched you as well.

Thank you and Welcome to "Stories From The Road"

My new book will be out very shortly and will chronicle my stories and a few wonderful stories I have heard on the road from others. I look forward to passing them on to you. I assure you, it will bring a smile to your face and joy to your heart. People are amazing!!