Kid Rock and a Visit to the Tennessee Tech Scene

Nuclear reactors, fiberglass by the mile and ultra-quiet engines

We’ve just come back from filming a new episode of Core Memory in Tennessee, and I bring the good word about technology from the Hog and Hominy State. But first . . .

Kid Rock lives in Nashville these days in a mansion that’s a replica of the White House. For reasons that remain unclear to me, I ended up at said mansion with Kid Rock, or Bob, as I call him now, during our Tennessee trip.

We were urged not to socialize the photos we took of Kid Rock’s place, and I will respect this request. You can, of course, find some visuals of the Southern White House online without too much trouble, but these do not do the patriotic palace justice. Think eagles everywhere, a replica of the Statue of Liberty by the pool, grottos galore, a saloon and whatever else you’re imagining, only more.

Kid Rock is a polarizing figure musically, morally and politically. His early, very vocal support of Donald Trump cost him sponsors and recording contracts. Kid Rock, though, does not appear to regret any of this or to have suffered too terribly on the financial front. He and Trump talk on a regular basis, and he’s got a ton of Trump paraphernalia at his house and his steakhouse.

A Big Night Out with Kid Rock

Bob said posting pictures of his private dining room at the steakhouse would be okay. So here you go. You might not care for him or his music, but he was a wonderful host and being a rockstar looked like fun. Our director of photography David Nicholson maintains a revulsion for most of what Kid Rock stands for even though David sucked down Bob’s oysters and ate his wagyu.

Our first official stop in Nashville was at Framework. It’s a longevity-themed place to hang out and recharge with indoor and outdoor saunas and cold plunges for both group and private settings. It also has a new Sava sound pod, which I tried and thoroughly enjoyed. The pod is like an ultra-comfy bed-turned-cocoon that vibrates and surrounds you with music. I didn’t see god, but I wanted to see god after an hour in the pod. (It’s somewhat reminiscent of the expensive but incredible Shiftwave chair, which I’ve also tried and which regressed me to my teenage state but in a good way.)

We did not spend much time in Nashville, and I feel comfortable saying that the tech scene there – at least for the kind of stuff I’m into – is mid. (Although, this fella Shane Mac is turned on and dialed in.)