Ketch here, rubbing my eyes the morning after a four day run through a few of my favorite mid-Atlantic states, happy to be waking up this bright November day back home in Nashville…
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I don’t think we’ve been in touch since Hurricane Helene ripped through the band’s old stompin’ grounds in Western North Carolina and East Tennessee…
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As I write this on a crisp late September morning I’m looking at a dry cleaning bag hanging by the front door from McPherson’s of Gallatin Road in Nashville…
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Thanks for reading this month’s newsletter! Now listen up. Do you hear that? Shh… All across the southland a familiar sound has settled over every city...
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I am writing to you from a park bench out in front of the State Theater in Portland, Maine, catching a few rays and enjoying the eclectic streetscape before soundcheck…
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Hope all is well out where you are! Answering some of your tour questions you added on social media. Here we go...
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Hope all is well out where you are! As I write, the choir of cicadas outside is so deafening I can barely hear my thoughts. Oh wait, I remember them now: school’s out!
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Springtime has finally brought its burst of green (and pink and purple!) to Nashville. For all the years I've called the southland home it has always been spring that feels like our best regional idiosyncrasy.
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Well, howdy and greetings from the front lounge of a tour bus rolling up I-35 at 5:26 am. I can’t sleep. This happens sometimes when you get out on the road for the first time in a few months and have to remember how to catch your Zzzs at 72 miles per hour.
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Howdy Friend,
Ketch here, writing from my home in rainswept Nashville where, after a surprising snowstorm and a week of rain, folks are beginning to ponder if the promise of spring is around the corner or not.
Howdy, Friends!
Hope all is well out where you are! As I write, the choir of cicadas outside is so deafening I can barely hear my thoughts. Oh wait, I remember them now: school’s out!
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