I have to admit that I was scared of SF for a long time. The city did not vibe with me dark , cold, foggy.. and lets face it.. I grew up in a very small town. Things change I suppose…
Over the past few years that old city has been growing on me.. This weekend thanks to the help of some friends and fans…. I have found a place in my heart for this city we call San Francisco. I met several new faces this weekend and all those folks made me feel like I belonged up there just like they do. You may not see me picking up my gear and moving up there soon, but you can count on seeing me and my guitar in the city often.
On Saturday night.. you could have heard a pin drop while I was playing these songs I work so hard on. The focus on me was so intense I felt like my heartbeat was a kick drum.. keeping me in time.. Makes me wonder if my music even deserves that kind of respect? All I do know is that I want to feel that again. Those songs felt like they finally did what they were born to do..
on that note..
I saw a young man play his first “real gig” on Saturday. I am not a father a brother or even related to this kid but I can be considered a proud papa.. I saw bravery.. honesty.. and heart.. makes you feel good to see the beginning of some other souls long journey.
thanks SF..