August 4th, 2024. How Bad Could It Be?
I’ve never really been able to separate the writing from the writer, the art from the artist, or the song from the singer. On some visceral level, in order for
August 4th, 2024. Highs around 100.
It’s been a weird and wild weekend. Weekend plus. Driving out to Cumberland, playing on a beautiful stage, running amok in a tiny town with Sharif and Joey and Kristen