Well, here I am again — somewhere north of nowhere, a cup of gas-station coffee going cold on the dashboard and a notebook full of half-finished verses on the passenger seat.
The tour has been good to me. The rooms have been small and the crowds smaller, which is exactly how I like it. There is nothing quite like playing a song for eleven strangers and a bartender who has heard it all before.
What's coming
A few new songs have been clawing their way out of me. I do not want to promise anything — promises and I have a difficult relationship — but there may be a recording before the year is out.
Until then, keep the devil in the hole and the road in front of you.