One couldn't help but wonder about Shane Wyatt's credentials as a cowboy after he offered to meet for an interview following his haircut appointment in that most uncowboy-like area of Minneapolis, Uptown. Then came the news that, before becoming a full-time country singer, he worked as a computer programmer.
"I know. I probably defy a few stereotypes," he said with a smirk.
Still, Wyatt's redneck side proudly shone through during our chat. Turns out, he's the son of a truck driver and grew up in a small town in southern Oklahoma where he worked on ranches, learned to play the fiddle and married his high school sweetheart, all at a young age (too young in the latter case; he has since remarried). All of this and a lot more plays a role in Wyatt's first CD, "The Last Cowboy," which he made in Nashville, but is doing well with just by promoting it around Minnesota.
In a metro area that's supposedly the fifth-biggest market for Nashville country acts -- but whose local country scene is mostly dominated by alt-country and/or old-school bands -- Wyatt could fill a gaping hole.
His polished but brawny brand of country fits in among currently hot Music Row studs such as Brad Paisley, Dierks Bentley and Tim McGraw -- all acts that he and his band cover at shows. Since his CD's release over the summer, he has racked up more and more weekend gigs at suburban sports and rock bars such as Povlitzki's (Pov's), where he performs Saturday to celebrate his 35th birthday.
"Most of these clubs don't care what kind of music it is, so long as it brings in people," said Wyatt, who now lives in Eden Prairie. "Since I put the band together, it's been go, go, go. We haven't even had much time to promote our album to radio and all that, because the shows are keeping us busy."
Wyatt landed in the Twin Cities a decade ago to take a computer job. Needing to support his son, Spencer, now 11, he more or less cast aside his musical aspirations, even though he had been playing in country bands since high school.
With a deep, wallowing voice that falls between Alan Jackson and Randy Travis, he credits two people for finally bringing him back to music: His new wife, Dawn, who pushed him to work with a vocal coach and get out and sing, and his late cousin, Justin, who died in a small plane crash in 2006 and was like a brother.