So I realized that I never made a recap on my improvising experiment, so here it goes. Sadly, the Baywood Ale House where my experiment took place is long gone now,..but that place allowed me to grow so much in…
Mama’s eyes are full of tears bigger than apples in late autumn on the trees that stretch over the golden fields of Kentucky where I’ve spent my twelve years of life. The pain…
I am playing the Baywood Ale House tonight and I can't wait - I've been feeling drowned by so many different gigs and playing a certain type of music and this is my chance to let loose and play my…