• Taylor 612C Acoustic
• Cheap Mexican Strat

• Palmer Tri-Line
• Joe Meek & L.R. Baggs pre-amps
• Boss stereo volume and tuner pedals

• Matchless SC-30

vocals, acoustic guitar


Award-winning songwriter with 14 prizes in international competitions, including Grand Prize Winner - Great American Song Contest 2014 & West Coast Songwriters International Song Contest 2015

Signed by Ripple Music - You Can't Argue with Water CD received airplay across North American, Europe & Southeast Asia - reached #4 on CMJ charts

Music licensed to MTV, Discovery Channel, & nationwide subscription service (restaurants, retail, etc.)

Articles/Interviews/Reviews in USA Today, Classic Rock Magazine, GuitarWorld, Rock and Roll Report, etc.

South-by-Southwest Festival 2012, 2013, 2014

Featured Artist (2x each): My Tune TV (KMVT 15), Next Big Thing podcast (Cologne, Germany), Linda Seabright's On the Road Again! (KRCB 91FM, NPR affiliate), Live From Bay 6 (Harwood Podcast Network)


"Kevin Beadles is clearly a force to be reckoned with.  His songs are emotionally complex, ingenuously crafted and instantly appealing.  He is a gifted new artist who truly impresses on every level." —Steve Cahill, Executive Director, Great American Song Contest

"Beadles plays a sublime kind of music… In many respects, You Can't Argue With Water is cleansing… nurturing our thirst for pristine talent."—Bill Sullivan, Senior Music Writer, Rock and Roll Report

"Kevin's lyrics are inspired, insightful and quirky. He writes hooky songs about real life and delivers them with a passionate, soulful voice." —Steve Seskin, grammy-nominated writer of seven #1 song

"Kevin Beadles is an amazing artist who manages to go deep while maintaining a pop sensibility that is irresistible." —Scott Mathews, multi-platinum producer/arranger/musician (Elvis Costello, Neil Young, Johnny Cash, Van Morrison, etc.)


No matter how many upbeat or humorous songs I write, people always ask about the "weird" songs. Why do I write them? My answer is simple and entirely American... I blame my family.

My grandparents met at Ol' Miss University during the Great Depression. There in the town of Oxford lived a disreputable postmaster who wrote what the locals considered to be trashy novels. Years later, his reputation would undergo a remarkable transformation in the estimation of the townsfolk but that wasn't until after he received the Nobel Prize for literature. My grandparents knew him back when you could take writing lessons in his front parlor or take a turn at piloting his Waco C Cabin Cruiser for $5 on a Saturday morning.

I grew up steeped in lore of William Faulkner and his Southern Gothic tales of generational destiny. These were my bedtime stories. Is it any wonder that I developed a macabre sense of humor? It's only too natural for me to write about a bitter divorcee hauling her "past" around in a black Cadillac hearse or declare a break-up with the opening line, "I don't need a post-mortem to see the ghost has flown our love."

Faulkner was famously quoted as saying, "The past is never dead. It's not even past." Whether it's defiantly laying stake to an English pirate and Southern Reb birthright in "Where We Come From" or carrying a torch well beyond the grave in "Caroline," I share some of Faulkner's brooding on how the past haunts the present and future.

People complain about dysfunctional families... I've never understood that. To me, even a murder-suicide is just source material, a bedtime story told with a twinkling eye and slight Southern lilt by someone you love who may be long-dead but whose influence remains.