I never set out to be a champion for female artists. At first, I was like many of you. I mostly listen to the boys. Garth Brooks, George Strait, and Chris LeDoux were at the top. I did throw in an occasional Dolly or Reba song, but by no means was that an everyday occurrence. This changed when I started Southern Fellow. I was on the hunt for the next George Strait to feature, but the ladies  had other plans for me. They were persistent, and the more that I said no, the more emails and phone calls I received. At one point, I thought Ms. Bailey James was going to hog-tie me so that I would stop and listen to what she had to say. I had to start listening. I encourage all of you to stop and listen as well.