Myron Elkins is a 19 year-old from a small town in Michigan, where friends are family and family are friends. Values matter where he’s from. It’s the kind of place where a handshake is your contract, and you’re true to your family name. Where Grandpa taught you to play that guitar, and Grandma taught you how to not be late for supper. Where you say your prayers, and you don’t let fear get in the way of free thinking. Simple. Honest.
Along with his band, The Dying Breed, the music harkens back to the days of Hank Williams, Johnny Cash and Waylon Jennings. It isn’t contrived, it’s just the way of life for he and The Dying Breed — McKinnon Elkins, Avry Whitaker, Caleb Stampfler and Ricky Wayne LaDuke.
And when they do it, on a Friday night at a local bar, the community comes out to support them. Because that’s what small towns do. Because Myron Elkins and the boys are a dying breed.