God, ya’ll are gorgeous. Look at you.
So anyway I wrote this piece for a Write Club bout in San Francisco in January. Basically I walked away patting myself on the back for making city people give a shit about country music but this piece has stayed with me. I’m currently reworking it so that it’s less of a performance piece and more of a memoir essay that I’ll be pitching to places but I thought you all might enjoy it, even if it is a little rough.