He's an artist molded by red dirt, grunge, nostalgia, melody, and the raw spirit of vintage rock. But there's much more beneath the surface of his music. Austin Meade doesn't play dress-up. When he shows up in grease-streaked work clothes, it's because that's what he wears when he's building his bus barn, fixing his house, or chasing his two toddlers around the yard. And when it comes to his music, he delivers songs as unfiltered as a voice memo -- honest and confessional anthems for outsiders about the weird, beautiful chaos of real life. "I don't have time for anybody's bullshit anymore," Meade says.
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