If memory serves me correctly, Evelyn saw us in Branson. Then again at a festival in Iowa. Emails went back and forth with questions about our family, asking for photos, a rough sketch, and finally the finished product. All I can say is ‘WOW… AMAZING’. Evelyn captured us beautifully. Thankyou!
Frontiersman Article, Wasilla, Alaska July 23, 2010
REDHEAD EXPRESSBy VICKI NAEGELEFor the FrontiersmanPublished on Thursday, July 22, 2010 10:30 PM AKDTA passel of redheads from Palmer is showing the Nashville scene a thing or two about musical success.Members of Redhead Express, the Walker family band from Palmer, are proving they can keep their feet firmly on the ground while reaching for the stars.Redhead Express is based in Nashville, Tenn., while the nine family members tour in their 38-foot motor home. They’ve been crisscrossing the nation since they rented out their newly built home on Trunk Road and took the family on tour in June 2008. Brett and Apryll Walker, their four daughters and three young sons appear together on stage night after night.Photo courtesy the Walker family It’s not hard to see how Redhead Express got its name. Sisters (from left) Meghan, LaRae, Kendra and Alisa Walker have become the focal point of the Palmer bluegrass-country-gospel music band. Youngest sister Meghan is the band’s bass player: “It took me a while to build that internal metronome and feel confident to keep everyone on track.”(Use arrows above to view more photos)Upcoming venues include festivals, fairs and special events from Marian, Va., to Mt. Pleasant, Iowa, to Craig, Col.It’s a very different lifestyle from growing up in Palmer, Alaska, but the family thrives on performing.“I love it,” said 19-year-old LaRae, a high tenor, the second oldest daughter. “It’s a dream come true. I love the sound we’re creating.”The dynamics of Redhead Express are changing as the family members grow up. The band’s focus is on the quartet of sisters, and one of the big pushes is for the girls to get airtime on country radio stations.“All of the kids would like to see that happen,” Brett said.“And maybe even on TV,” added 17-year-old baritone-voiced Alisa.Brett Walker has been working with producers and publicity agents in Nashville to help the girls and/or the family make that next big move.From 20-year-old soprano Kendra, the musical leader of the group on and off the stage, to 7-year-old Ammon, the family’s all in, according to Brett.“What really surprises me is all of my family really loves what we’re doing,” Brett said. “If everybody loves it, there’s something going on and we should pay attention to it.”Redhead Express’ ride to musical success has been relatively quick. But the roots go back more than 20 years to Brett and Apryll’s first date, when the love-struck Brett crooned “I Can’t Help Falling in Love,” and Apryll was hooked. Brett insists he had never sung to his other dates.“She caused music to come out of me,” Brett said.Pairing two musicians — Apryll came from a family of more classical musicians — resulted in four musical daughters, then three musical sons.When third daughter, Alisa, was about 6 or 8 years old, she recalled, the family toyed with giving themselves a name for the band, should they ever form one. She came up with Redhead Express. Remarkably, she is the only brunette in the family other than her dad.The name stuck.But it wasn’t until the fall of 2007 and two sons later that the family got serious about music. It was Apryll who devised the plan for the family to leave Alaska to study bluegrass and old-time music.“When we left Alaska, we barely knew how to be a band,” Apryll said.“We knew we sucked,” Brett added.They spent about five months in Nashville learning how much they didn’t know. But, they did catch the eye of a promoter who arranged for them to perform in Branson, Mo., the following June. The family scrambled to put together a show, watching old episodes of “Hee Haw” for ideas.“That was scary,” Apryll recalled. “We didn’t know how to do a show. Things got a lot tougher, but we got tougher, too.”Instead of being the big break they thought it might be, their promoter disappeared soon after they hit the Branson stages. With well over 100 acts performing in Branson on any given night, it’s up to the promoter to bring in the crowds. Being left high and dry in Branson has happened to many bands, Apryll said. But with sales-minded Brett at the helm, the family soon learned to promote itself. In two seasons, they put on more than 700 shows.“It was a lot of work, but it sure taught us how to entertain,” Apryll recalled. “When we got to Branson, we had to make people laugh, make people cry … take people on an emotional roller coaster ride. At the end of two hours, we made people forget their troubles.”But that was just the beginning. When the Walkers decided to leave the frenetic “Live Music Show Capital of the World,” they revamped their act with the help of a choreographer, stage manager and wireless mikes.“People want a ‘Sesame Street’ experience — very fast-paced,” Apryll explained. “To get up there and just sing for two hours, you’d have to be Barbra Streisand.”Now Redhead Express relies on more medleys and choreographed movements, routines and touches of comedy than lengthy ballads.“It’s a constant improvement,” Apryll said.That means constant practice.On the day of this interview, the Walkers were in the midst of a short break, parked on a 20-acre parcel with a fishing pond near Richmond, Mo., reeling in bass and bluegills. Not exactly trout and halibut, but enough to keep Ammon, Sean, 11, and Joseph, 9, busy with their poles, though perhaps not quite as satisfying for Brett, a fly fisherman.“I really do miss the summers in Alaska,” Brett said. “I get a twitch in my wrist.”On a show day, the family is up at 7 a.m. for exercise, followed by breakfast. Then there’s Scripture reading and prayer before 14-year-old high tenor Meghan and the boys do their home-school lessons. After school, the kids fan out as best they can to practice their own instruments — from LaRae and Sean’s banjos to Alisa and Joseph’s fiddles and mandolins. Then there are the practices together — the girls and boys in their own small bands, or the family together. Meanwhile, Apryll and Brett are busy with marketing. By midafternoon, it’s time to set up the venue. Then it’s the costumes and makeup, followed by a two-hour performance and as long as it takes to greet fans after the show.It’s exhausting, they admit, but exhilarating.“It kind of amazes me that all these people came to watch me, so I want to do my best,” said Meghan, an inspiring writer and the human metronome of the group with her bass. “I love it.”And people love the family band, Apryll said. She credits her outgoing, personable children, who respect the people who come to hear them perform.“They put everybody else above themselves,” she explained.The children have found their own niches in the band. Kendra writes Redhead Express’ original songs, drawing them further into the acoustic country sound, ala Alison Krauss or the Dixie Chicks. Some of her songs follow tried and true formulas, like the joy of love in the old-fashioned “Maple Sugar Candy” and heartache in “Missouri Rain.” She has put her old home to music in songs like “Kenai River Blues” and a yet-to-be-finished ballad about Sleeping Lady. She just needs a little inspiration and a quiet place to work her magic, even though quiet corners in a 38-foot RV with eight other people and a chocolate lab named Cocoa can be hard to find.“I get it done,” said the 2007 Palmer High graduate, who credits PHS music teacher Stan Harris with being a “huge influence.”Neither she nor her sisters anticipated the morphing of the band into a showcase for the four sisters.“It just kind of happened,” LaRae said. “I always felt like it would get bigger, but I didn’t know how.”The Walkers may know where the literal road will take them — the Country Pickin’ Opry Show in Richmond on Saturday night and down to Texas at the end of July — but the figurative road is a bit harder to track. They’ve got their sights set high.“We have dreams of playing the Grand Ole’ Opry and touring the world,” Kendra shared.Sean has already approached his dad about “billing out” his act with his brothers — The Walker Boys. Sean arranges the songs for the trio and has the boys on pace to learn a song a week.“He’s done a fabulous job with his arrangements,” Brett said of his oldest son. He told the boys if they worked hard, they could compete in the youth contest at the 2011 Silver Dollar City World-Fest next spring.With the independent success of their children, Apryll and Brett see themselves becoming “bookends” to the acts of the younger generation and handling the business end. And they are fine with that.Brett said before they started this adventure, he was looking for purpose in his life. He never thought performing music would be the solution to his midlife crisis. While touring has been financially challenging, the coming year looks to be more successful than his best years in real estate.Brett said Apryll was right when she set them on this red-headed scheme.“It’s only looking up from here,” he said.People can keep track of Redhead Express or listen to or order the group’s music by going to the website at redheadexpress.com.
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Biggest Catch
"You’re catching all the fish, Joseph," Ammon grumbled as Joseph reeled in his second fish. Indeed he had been having al the best luck s far and was becoming quite the fisherman. As my dad walked outside, Joseph closed the lid of the cooler where his beautiful bluegill were being stored, and yelled proudly to him from across the pond, "Dad, I caught two fish; a ten and a twelve incher!" I smiled as I lifted the lid of the cooler to see his eight and ten inch fish lying at the bottom. Yes, he was becoming a true fisherman.
Two days later Ammon was no longer sulking, for I looked out the window to see
Ammon headed towards the RV at a dead run. "Dad! Dad!" he yelled excitedly as he burst inside, "Dad, come here quick, I caught a huge fish! It’s about two feet long! It’s a catfish." That said, he ran straight back out the door, not even waiting for an answer. I set down the book I was reading and ran outside. I had to see for myself how big this fish really was. Turns out he had caught a catfish, and a big one at that! It measured exactly 26 inches long, five inches tal, and (as Ammon said) four inches fat.
So it’s been with the boys for the past three days now; cast out, reel in, cast out, reel in, hoping that they might be lucky enough to catch another fish. They have caught somewhere around 30 fish now and I don’t think they are planning to stop anytime soon. We’ll be having fish tonight… again!
What They’ve Been Saying…
Being on the road, we’ve been blessed with so many friends…Here’s what they’ve been saying:
- "The Best Looking Bluegrass Band in the US of A…I play your DVD every week." – Steve and Matt (SC)
- "We have been told we will never be able to top you!." – Myrna and Becky (Co-Chairs Grassland Heritage Festival, KS
A Huge Fan:
- "Yes Kayla is a huge fan but I think got her beat hahaha. I just loooooooooooooooove to hear you all" - Tammy (VA)
Just when I think it can’t get any better, it does. This one made me smile:
- "My son learned to play the banjo after meeting you in Woodville. Your family is quite an inspiration to ours." – Sharon (TX)
- "Keep doing what you’re doing… it’s paying off big time." -Sonya ("Sweet Potato Pie" Band Member, NC)
- "It should be against the law for one family to have so much talent!" -Richie (Cousin to famed Guitar Luthier, Wayne Henderson, VA)
- "I dearly love your band!!" Maudie (Member of "Carolina Rose and the Bluegrass Girls", VA)
About Kendra’s Original songs:
- "Wow, now that’s just good music!!!!!!!!!!!!" -Wisconsin Joe ("The Bluegrass Mix" DJ, WI)
Keep sending us your comments. We love to hear you from you!
Cultural Experience
"15 minutes," mom warned. Showtime was getting closer! We rushed around the R.V. frantically putting on our faces, fixing our hair, rummaging through the closet for shoes. 9 year old Joseph said, "Mom, where’s my cowboy boots?". And 7 year old Ammon, "Mom, I can’t find my performance pants. Can I wear Blue Jeans instead?" …..Despite all the chaos, we were miraculously able to make it on stage on time! There was wonderful energy that night, with Amazing Arthur opening up the show, bringing the audience to roaring laughter and excitement.

We spent the following day at the fair, and the boys had a hey-day riding rides. The highlight of the night was watching the Chain-pull. A two-car race where the front car has the engine and gas pedal, and the back car has the brakes. Then there was the Combine Derby. Basically where combines run into each other untill all but one can’t go on any further. We feel we have experienced true small-town, "red-neck", culture!
Mickey’s Mountain
We were all grateful to our wonderful Mother who had us shower the day before, when we arrived at Mickey’s Mountain Bluegrass festival to find that we had no water and no way to fill up, no electricity (due to a power outage in the park) and worst of all… no air conditionaing! I (Meghan) was now getting a taste of what life was like before the amazing invention of air conditining and it wasn’t cool.
Despite all that, though, we had a wonderful time at the festival.
We were there because of referrals sent by a few couples who had seen our show in South Texas last winter and wanted us to come and play in their area. We’re glad they did! Everyone was so kind. We were given cookies, provided with water and had our own personal little roadie. Nine year old Katy helped us with everything literally everything. When we were carrying equipment to the stage, when we needed help at the CD table etc… She was a joy.
On our second and last day at the festival, Katy and her older brother, Brennan, surprised us by writing "Redhead Express" on a piece of wood, using rocks. What a good memory to leave Mickey’s Mountain Bluegrass Festival with!
Bon Appetit!
You walk towards what looks like an ordinary recreational vehicle
A few steps closer and your nose is greeted by delectable scents wafting through the air
Open the door and………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
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Welcome to a Sunday night with the Redhead Express in their 38 foot home on wheels!
A beautiful dinner is set on the table, complete with fried chicken, corn on the cob, a colorful rice & veggie dish and (here’s the best part)…fresh out of the oven, homemade from scratch, whole wheat potato bread!!!!! Okay, so I (Kendra) made the bread…but it really
was good! Or so I was told. I’m on a cleanse and couldn’t try it, *sigh* so I’ll just have to take their word for it. Or, for a small fee, I might send you the recipe and you can tell me how good it is!
Anywho, back to the meal…is your mouth watering yet? Mine is! I wish I could say we cooked elaborate meals every evening…or every Sunday evening for that matter, but with life on the road it’s generally much easier to "grab-n-go". Today, however, after a busy couple of weeks filled with long driving hours, then running around all day, then more long driving hours…a feast was definitely in order. Saturday night we jotted down a quick menu, did a midnight run to Walmart, and so it began!
If you had been here this afternoon, you would have seen recipe books strewn al over our little table and couches, along with mama exclaiming, "Oh! This looks so good!" or "We’ve got to try this one!" All surrounded by baking supplies, pots and pans, measuring cups and flour……….flour in the batter…flour in little mounds on the table…flour on the floor…flour on people………you get the picture. We must have washed 4 or 5 loads of dishes throughout the day. Not to mention several loads of laundry this evening! But, oh, what fun it was! It was so nice to slow down, read a book and make a delicious meal. Now all are refreshed and ready for the week.
Just goes to show that with a little planning and preparation, even assiduous, performing RVers like us can enjoy a good, home cooked meal!
Bon Appetit!
~Kendra
The Gathering
As one of seven children, I never thought I’d say, ‘That’s a lot of kids’ but 25 children is a lot of kids. Annie Laurie Richardson is the mother of 5 biological children and twenty adopted from all over the world. She says her biggest dream was to be a mother. I think she’s made that dream a reality.
A few days ago we’d parked in Illinois and as I got out of the RV, someone looked at me and said, “Youre- you’re one of the Redheads!” “Yes, I am, and you are?” I asked. “I’m Brian, remember? We met you all at the Dutton Theater in Branson last year.” Silly me, I didn’t realize until at church when I saw all of the kids together that that was Brian Richardson, one of Annie Laurie’s beloved children. They were camping out, promoting their New Book, “The Gathering” which illustrates the trials and blessings of adoption, raising 25 children, and the Miracles they’ve experienced through doing what they felt was right.
They are so well behaved and we were to see first-hand just how close they really were. That night rain poured down in sheets, drenching their campsite and their clothes. Our motor home kept us dry, so we piled as many of the Richardsons as we could fit in with us and settled down for the night. (Posted are photos of the Richardsons in the Redhead Express’ RV).
Their book is fresh off the press, having recently celebrated book signings in April. Reading about the trials and challenges she’s faced make mine seem so small. With a positive attitude like hers, I feel like I can handle anything that comes my way.
Opening Act at Ryman Plaza
Just a few more steps and we would have been playing on the stage of the Ryman Auditorium.
We performed at the Pickin on the Plaza at the Ryman for WSM Radio’s ‘Bluegrass Thursday Nights’ as the Warm-Up Act for Vince Gill’s Band. Many of the audience members waiting in line for Vince Gill’s show were already fans of red hair, but when they watched the Redhead Express’ show, they said they were now Official Redhead Express Fans! As soon as we finished our show, we went in to enjoy Vince Gill with guests Dan Tyminski, Charlie Cushman, Mike Bub, Michael Cleveland, Dee Dee Richardson, and Jeff White.
Vince Gill was among the many who lost millions of dollars in the floods. He lost about 100 instruments, "ones that I’ve collected for 35 years," he recalled, "I remember hearing that the [Cumberland] River flooded its West Banks one day, and then my friend called me up and told me that the storage unit that held all of my instruments was flooded. It was on the East Banks of the River. I guess I didn’t know that if the River flooded on the West side, it would’ve flooded on the East side, too." He laughed and said, "I should’ve gone to college!"

When his wife found out about his losses, many being irreplaceable, she told him "You can make a living with one."
He continues, as do we, performing and bringing people joy through music we love. Maybe next time, we’ll all be on the Ryman Stage together…
Redhead Express – New Site
We are really excited to launch our new web site. It’s been about a month in the building, and now that it is up, we will be fine-tuning the use experience and making sure that everything works properly. Enjoy!







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