Biography of David Brendan Hunt
My mom was just sixteen when I came along. She chose to raise me on her own, and worked long hours at a fast food joint in our small town of Woodbridge, Virginia, just to keep a roof over our heads. I sure as heck didn't make things easy on her. I was a wild kid with the attention span of a gnat. But that changed one day when my mom dragged me to church. I discovered a piano in the corner and just started playing.
The church people knew my mom had her hands full with me, so they gave us the piano as a gift. It was an old upright with half the ivories missing, but I didn't mind. I finally had an outlet, something to calm the beast inside me. I was ticked off, frustrated kid, and I would sit in front of that piano for hours and pour my heart onto those keys.
When I was fourteen, my mom bought me my first guitar. Once I strummed that first chord, it was on. I was hooked.
I was great at sports, but I always cut up in class. I didn't take anything seriously except music. I turned down a few athletic scholarships and gave up on going to college. I just wanted to see the world and play my music. I grabbed my guitar and went for a ride in my friend's eighteen-wheeler. That ride turned into a month-long escapade. We stopped at every Mexican border in town and I ate every taco I could get my hands on.
I wandered around the country, breathing in America. I took my guitar everywhere I went, but I didn't actually sing in public until I saw, "The Thing Called Love", a movie about a singer/songwriter whose dream led her to the Bluebird Cafe in Nashville. I decided to try my hand at writing and singing. After playing a few open mics, my Uncle talked me into auditioning for the Bluebird. I made it. I'll never forget the words of the host after my first Bluebird performance. "Ladies and Gentlemen, David Hunt! Remember him, he's gonna be a superstar."
I worked as a plumber during the day, but I would dream about music while I worked. One plumbing job landed me in the home of Charlton Heston. The ol' guy actually took some time to talk to me about the entertainment world. He said, "Son, being famous is not what you think it's all about. It comes with a price." Those words stuck with me as I continued my journey as an artist. I didn't want fame to be my motivator. I was pressing on for the love of the music, pure and simple.
Back in Virginia, I fell on some hard times and ended up homeless. I lived out of my car until my best friend convinced me to move to Texas to help him start a plumbing business. I didn't have anything left to lose, so I set off for Texas with all my possessions shoved into a couple of big, black hefty garbage bags.
In Texas, life changed for the better. I hooked up with Pat Green and Poodie Locke. I started playing venues like Gruene Hall and opening for acts like Reckless Kelly and Jerry Jeff Walker. I met Bobby Boyd, who has since become a close friend and mentor. I started taking advantage of the opportunities I used to throw away. I took my music career seriously and finally started making some headway.
I had left Virginia homeless and beat down. But I returned with a determination I hadn't had before. Soon, I earned the title of "Fredericksburg Star", beating out 250 other singers for the grand prize of a $3000 Gibson guitar signed by Willie Nelson. Its funny, just a few years earlier I had changed Willie's commode. Now I had won an autographed guitar bearing his name.
Since that time, I've had the opportunity to share the stage with bands and artists such as Lloyd Maines, Canadian Ragweed, Perfect Stranger, The Great Divide, Jason Boland and Billie Jo Shaver, just to name a few. I've had the opportunity to open for Cory Morrow at the Verizon Amphitheater in San Antonio, and the honor of taking the stage at a benefit concert hosted by Vince Gill and Amy Grant in Nashville.
I invite the crowd into my world when I perform. I've been restless, homeless, fatherless, penniless and jobless. I've been in and out of love and somewhere in-between. All of this comes through in my music. You've gotta have some real life experience before you can truly have anything to say. My life hasn't been easy, but it's been worth it. I can cry about it, laugh about it and sing about it. And I'm convinced that the best is yet to come.
Hmmmm, Lets see. Being true to ones self is the most important thing in my mind. God opens and closes doors. It is free will that he gave us to decide which door we are going to walk through. It is grace that we are given each day we are on this marble. Wisdom is a true treasure. His will if your smart you will seek. Hmmmm, yea I guess that's about it. God Bless y'all
 
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