Saturday, June 14, 2008

Deke Rivers, songwriter, private detective

Deke Rivers moved to Nashville in the mid-eighties. He drove down in a 1959 Cadillac Coupe De Ville. He had a Gibson J-200 in the drunk and a fifth of Jack Daniels in the glove box.

Everything seemed to go his way. Fast. He got a staff deal at a major publishing company. He got a couple of cuts right out of the box. Everyone figured he was on the fast track. But Deke has this uncanny way of pissing off the wrong people and shooting himself in the foot. Not literally, but close.

When his staff deal fell through and the money ran out, he figured he might make a good cop.

Let's just say that didn't exactly work out.

Somehow Deke ended up working as a private investigator, roaming the mean streets of Nashville. Country Music USA. Guitar Town. Nash Vegas.

Oh, the name. His real name is Marcus Aurellius Rivers, but when he was a kid, he saw the movie Loving You with Elvis Presley. In the movie, Elvis's character grows up in an orphanage, but runs away. He runs all through the night. When he wakes up, he is lying in a graveyard beneath a tombstone with the name Deke Rivers. Since he already had the last name and hated the his real first name, he started calling himself Deke Rivers from that moment on. And it stuck.

That's a little about him. I'll give you more soon.

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