"Gathered in the upstairs living room were members of another class. Kurt Fortmeyer, a six-year Third Sunday vet, had the room entranced with a Dave Gibson co-write titled “The Box.” On one past Sunday afternoon, the red-bearded Fortmeyer hit a lick of good fortune when he played a tune in the presence of guitar guru Dave Isaacs, who recorded the song on his next CD."
"...one of the top three unsigned Nashville composers."
"He's one of our favorite performers here at the Bluebird."
"Kurt is by turns wry, sly, laugh out loud funny, and touching...and he is great at writing a song that has you wanting to sing along by the second chorus."
“Fans of Guy Clark, Tom Russell, Robert Earl Keen, and Kris Kristofferson will be saying “What’s Not To Love About That?” when they hear the latest CD from singer-songwriter Kurt Fortmeyer. Rooted firmly in the traditional storytelling styles of his heroes, Kurt delivers ten of his best on this offering, all but one written since he moved to Nashville. With his guitar, harmonicas, and his “I want to tell you a story” voice, Kurt takes his listeners on an emotional journey. From the inspirational tale “My Dog Jesus” (he’s man’s best friend and then some) to the just-about-giving-up-hope honky-tonk of “I’m Not A Fool (I Just Play One On Jim Beam)”, the joys of love found in the soulful title track and “I’ve Fallen Awake” to the lost love lament “I Can’t Remember Mexico”, and the war-is-hell-on-the-home-front seriousness of “I Recall My Daddy” to the sublimely silly talking blues of “The One Hundred Letter Word”, there is something for everyone”
"You are so awesome Kurt, You are truly world class!!!
“Yet it was the night’s bookends that perhaps best characterized the spirit of the gathering, a pair of hard-working but lesser-known singer-songwriters named Anthony Neff and Kurt Fortmeyer. Neff, the organizer and emcee of the event, did a nice job with “Nothin’” and “Buckskin Stallion Blues” after speaking eloquently about the legacy of Van Zandt’s songs and how they continue to inspire other songwriters to carry on the craft. And Fortmeyer capped the night with a spirited “Two Hands” that had those left in the club clapping and singing along. The inspired had become the inspirer.”