Eric Heatherly has exceeded everyone’s expectations…everyone’s except his own. According to his father, Earl, at age five, the Chattanooga, Tennessee native could listen to a vinyl record only once and instantly play the song back on guitar. Thanks to his truck driving dad, Heatherly’s first guitar was an old acoustic Earl rescued from a garbage bin during one of his delivery routes. The first song he learned from his music loving father was "Folsom Prison Blues," by Johnny Cash. Heatherly fondly states, "I’ve still got that old guitar. It was so hard to play…my fingers would honestly swell up and bleed. The strings were like a fourth of an inch up off the neck! Looking back, I think it was a good thing that I learned to play on that instrument because it strengthened my fingers and primed me for playing the electric guitar."

Growing up on the Tennessee/Georgia line, he would mow yards all summer long to be able to get a new guitar or amplifier. He would sit on the banks of the Chickamauga Creek, within walking distance from his home, to daydream and write down the lyrics he started in school each day. Heatherly recollects memories of listening to the train rollin’ by at night, and with the longing of a traveling gypsy, wanting to be on the road with just his guitar on his back.

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