About

Old Hank tells dark tales that laugh and spit curses at a godless universe.

With one foot planted in the Blue Ridge Mountains and the other in the Central Plains of Texas, his sound drips old school, homemade Country

His half-spoken, narrative country style is inspired by his heroes Cash, Coe, Jones and Paycheck.

And his woeful cast of characters would feel right at home in a Cormac McCarthy novel.

One day, Old Hank was sitting on his porch at Buck Naked Hunt Camp, whiling away what’s left of his life, when 2 words kept screaming in his ear.

Why not?

Why not now? Why not these stories? Why not take one last swing at it and let the shit lay where it lands?

“Fuck it,” Old Hank said. “Medicare will pay for it if I hurt myself. Let’s do this”.