I was futzing around on Twitter the other night, stirring the pot and being ornery because, well, because that’s what I do on Twitter at night, and I happened to see a tweet from Tyler Coe that made me laugh. So, of course, I had to respond to it because, well, like I said, stirring the pot and being ornery is what I do.
Now, before you go getting all up in arms about me posting a screenshot of this conversation, let me state right here that neither Tyler nor I protect our tweets. That means that anyone and everyone can read everything we say. It’s a matter of public record, I guess. Okay, now that that’s clear, moving on.
There are several things I find interesting about this little exchange:
- Did he just offer to interview me? Or did he offer for me to interview him? (hint: I’m an idiot.)
- Yoga twice a day is pretty impressive – YAY!
- “If the “environment allows.” What exactly does that mean?
- The fact that I’m discussing yoga with Tyler Coe.
That last one might throw you and I can see why. I mean, I discuss yoga with everyone. EVERYONE. Well, this time, I just happened to be discussing yoga with Tyler Coe, son of one of the original outlaw/ controversial / ass-kicking and name-taking / middle-finger-in-the-air country-rock legends of all time, David Allan Coe. Tyler Coe also happens to be a rather impressive badass himself, having toured with his father his whole life. He’s playing guitar in the David Allan Coe Band for the last 10 years. To take that even further: Tyler Coe, who tours with his father, David Allan Coe, is a YOGI. I won’t take the time to fully explain why this blows my mind, but let’s just say that DAC (and, by extension, his band) is not exactly who pops to mind when one thinks of yoga, one love, and Wanderlust. (If you want to know, Google “David Allan Coe” and you’ll be swimming in controversy by the time you can say “Redneck.”) Come to think of it, though, neither is a thrice tattooed, whiskey loving, motorcycle riding, cowboy boot wearing, foul mouthed girl with a love of long haired dirty boys. Touche’ .
So, of course I had to reply.
Clearly I was not yet awake enough to have my wits about me when I read his first reply to me the next morning. Of course I’ll be interviewing him. Why would he interview me? *face palm* In all fairness to myself, I do have chronic insomnia and I hadn’t slept much last night and, well, let’s face it – I hadn’t even had my coffee yet. Yeah …….
In any event, he didn’t hold my stupidness against me because, after a few direct messages on Twitter, we set up an interview. Look for it to appear here in the next few days.
I find all of this incredibly exciting! Reminds me a bit of when Michael Franti and I exchanged Twitter love notes. It’s like I have a new patch on my Super Hero cape – and it’s covered in electric guitars, rhinestones, and beard beads. I cannot wait to find out how he came to yoga, what type he practices, and how it has helped (or hindered) his life on the road!
Yogis come in all shapes and sizes, folks. Judge not. Keep your eyes and ears open; you just never know who is going to share a practice with you!
If you’re reading this, Tyler, thanks. You’ll hear from me soon.