Born and raised in the piney woods outside of Haynesville, Louisiana, Chris Canterbury comes from the grimy remnants of a small oil patch town, a way of life that is slowly fading but still lingers in the songs he sings. Born to a working-class blue-collar family, Chris struggled to find the middle ground between his grandfather’s Southern Baptist sermons and the honky-tonk mystics that he discovered on old vinyl records in high school. Armed with an old thrift-shop guitar, Chris began playing and writing stories about life from a unique but oddly familiar point-of-view. Songs about liquor stores, truck stops, low-rent motels, and the grifters and transients that frequent them. If you ask him, he’ll just say he’s a “well-read liquor store clerk” or a “storyteller for the drinking class.” Since making Nashville, Tennessee home in 2013, Chris has beat the highways and backroads of the heartland, singing his songs and writing the stories of the people he meets along the way. He’s now touring in support of his latest full-length album, “Refinery Town”, ten songs that tell the history of his journey to the present. It doesn’t matter if it’s a pool hall or a theater, a festival or a front porch, Chris’s live sound is the whiskey-laden prospectus that anyone with a struggle can relate to.