#riverroads

River Roads loomed on the horizon, a gorgeous theoretical, or an ominous thundercloud of potential misery. Here’s the strange thing about me: I can completely forget I’m a musician until I arrive at the gig. It’s as though that part of me is a set of clothes for another season, kept in a moth-proof box in the attic, out of mind until the weather changes. Lately, I’ve spent my days immersed in my…