Lindsey is a 22-year-old red head with a heart of gold and fiery spirit.
A woman of independent mind, she knows who she is, has
no fear in voicing opinions or making decisions. She is a no-nonsense, no filler, less-is-more, spunky kinda gal who sports jeans and sneakers and is happy to call it “panache.”
Her story is unlike many an aspiring artist told time and time again. She is not the daughter of a Preacher who cut her teeth on hymnals in the church; she was not a winner of a national talent competition, nor was she surrounded by musicians as a family tradition. A self-proclaimed closet singer until her early teens, Lindsey practiced her performance on the family’s karaoke machine behind closed doors and in secret, unbeknownst to family and friends.
Beyond a casual pastime, Lindsey’s talent was an undiscovered treasure that was polished over time. With no intent to “become a singer,” young Lindsey was an athlete—an All-Star. Her concentrations were directed toward jump shots, lay-ups, a fast pitch, fielding a ground ball and hitting it out of the park. The team sport disciplines she had learned on the court and in the field were subconsciously applied behind the mic—behind the scenes. Her undeniable talents eventually, and unexpectedly, were revealed at a family gathering. Much to onlookers’ surprise, she “swung and hit” and won their hearts with overwhelming embrace.
Doing what most do, Lindsey, a high school grad, made a plan to attend college. Although quite undecided, Lindsey felt compelled to do what she was “supposed to do,” rather than what she wanted to, and she enrolled at Kilgore Junior College. But, a redheaded woman can always change her mind…