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“I’VE NEVER SEEN THE CMA STAGE SHAKE LIKE THAT.” Brandon Coleman walked onto the CMA Fest stage like he wasn’t even trying, yet the whole atmosphere shifted the second he appeared. With just his first line, tens of thousands of people froze — that kind of silence you only hear when something truly big is happening. His voice was thick and warm, but there was a wild edge in it that made your heartbeat jump a little. The Red Clay Strays held the rhythm behind him, steady and sharp, giving him space to hit even harder. No fireworks. No flashy tricks. Just one man singing with everything he had… and making the entire CMA tremble. Everyone there knew they had just witnessed “a moment you don’t forget.”

The Red Clay Strays Make a Powerful CMA Fest Debut at Nissan Stadium

“This is our first time playing Nissan Stadium,” Brandon Coleman announced as The Red Clay Strays stepped onto the massive stage—marking a milestone moment in the band’s fast-rising career.

The group, photographed by Andrew Wendowski and celebrated throughout CMA Fest, delivered a standout performance of their song No One Else Like Me, bringing confidence and raw energy to their debut at one of Country music’s most iconic events.

A Milestone That Echoes Their Rise

Before taking the stage, Coleman reflected on the significance of the moment, comparing it to another turning point in their journey—opening for The Rolling Stones at Gillette Stadium. “I really don’t feel anything until we go out on stage,” he shared. “When we opened up for the Rolling Stones at Gillette, it was pretty incredible. So hopefully we can have the same level of excitement.”

Their set featured No One Else Like Me from their 2024 album Made by These Moments, produced by Dave Cobb. Coleman also revealed that the band has been back in the studio with Cobb, “recording, doing things, making sounds in a room with microphones,” hinting at more new music to come.

A Breakout Year and an Expanding Audience

The Red Clay Strays have experienced a tremendous breakthrough in 2025. While the band remains grounded, they take pride in knowing their music is reaching more listeners and helping fans through difficult moments.

“It feels great just knowing that our music has helped a lot of people come out of low spots that they’ve been in their lives—that’s where we get our fulfillment,” Coleman said. “We’d be doing it regardless, but now to be able to do it to as many people as possible, that’s the coolest part about it.”

The Power of Music Education

The group also reflected on how their musical journey began, crediting their high school music teachers and emphasizing the importance of music education. Coleman shared, “If we didn’t have band in high school, I don’t know how long I would’ve gone. This is how much I loved it… being able to make music every day in school. That was the best part about it to me. Not everybody’s a football player.”

CMA Fest 2025: A Star-Studded Celebration

Known as “The Music Event of Summer,” CMA Fest Presented by SoFi brought together over 30 of country music’s biggest acts, including Kelsea Ballerini, Dierks Bentley, Luke Bryan, Cody Johnson, Riley Green, Jason Aldean, Ashley McBryde, Keith Urban, Megan Moroney, Rascal Flatts, and many more.

The three-hour broadcast showcased unforgettable collaborations from the 2025 festival: Brooks & Dunn with Lainey Wilson and Marcus King, Dierks Bentley with Zach Top, Cody Johnson with Carín León, Jason Aldean with Travis Tritt, Blake Shelton with Trace Adkins, and Bailey Zimmerman with BigXthaPlug, among others.

Filmed at Nissan Stadium during the four-day festival from June 5–8, CMA Fest 2025 marked the 19th consecutive year the Country Music Association has produced a summer concert TV special. Produced by Robert Deaton and directed by Alan Carter, it also marked the 22nd consecutive year CMA has delivered this beloved televised tradition.

Watch The Red Clay Strays Perform “No One Else Like Me” Live

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THE GUITAR WEPT IN PLACE OF A LEGEND’S FAREWELL. Jerry Reed was never known for fear. He played the guitar like lightning, laughed loudly, and lived at full volume. But beside Chet Atkins’s hospital bed in his final days, people saw a completely different Jerry. “Mister Guitar” — the man who had discovered and mentored him — could no longer press the strings with hands grown too weak. All their lives, they had teased each other, racing to see who could play faster. That day, Jerry lifted the guitar and played a slow, trembling ballad. No flashy technique. No blistering speed. Only the heart of a student saying goodbye to the greatest teacher he had ever known. Chet closed his eyes, listened, and whispered with a smile, “You win, son.” After Chet passed, it was said that Jerry Reed carried part of his own soul with him. One painful story tells that during his first recording session without Chet, Jerry stopped in the middle of a take, stared at the empty chair in the studio, and spoke a single sentence that made the entire crew fall silent and switch off the machines…

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THE WORLD SAW A CONVICT TURNED COUNTRY SUPERSTAR. HIS WIFE SAW A MAN WHO ALMOST DIDN’T MAKE IT OUT. Jason DeFord — known as Jelly Roll — spent ten years cycling in and out of prison. Aggravated robbery at 16. Drug charges. Possession with intent to distribute. He learned he had become a father while sitting behind bars. His daughter Bailee was born in 2008. He didn’t meet her until her second birthday. He lived in a van. Weighed over 550 pounds. Battled a depression so dark he wrote songs like “Save Me” and “I Am Not Okay” — not as artistic choices, but as literal cries for help disguised as lyrics. By 2023, he stood on the CMA stage as New Artist of the Year. By 2026, he held three Grammy Awards. The world called it a miracle. But the miracle had a name — and she almost didn’t say yes. Her name is Bunnie XO. A former high-end escort. Seven arrests. Her own war with cocaine and pills. When Jelly Roll was flat broke, fighting for custody of a daughter whose mother had spiraled into heroin addiction, Bunnie looked at him and said: “I’m not 100% sure I’ll be with you, but I’m gonna do everything I can to help you with this little girl.” She paid the lawyers. Funded the custody battle. Then one night, she asked the question that broke them both open: “What makes us better if we’re popping pills too?” That night, she put down the pills. Never touched them again. The world saw a redemption story. His wife saw a man fighting, every morning, just to stay. His real legacy isn’t the Grammys. It’s the man he chose to become — every single morning he could have chosen not to.