It’s not every day that your phone rings with news that you’ll be opening for a songwriting legend that same time the following night. When asked, I hesitated for a moment… you see, I’ve been fighting a nasty cold all week and I’ve lost my voice. So now, both speechless and unable to speak, I squeaked an excited “yes, absolutely!” into the mouthpiece as the panic of getting to the pharmacy before they closed started to set in.
That legend? Steve Earle. He has been a songwriting hero of mine and so many others for as long as I can remember. I’ll try to play it cool if I get the chance to meet him, but let’s be honest. I’m bound to babble incoherently, and I’ll be lucky to get that far if a miracle allows me to make any noise at all. Turns out that we both like beards and benches, so I’ll probably just lead with that. Should work, right?
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