Friday, January 9, 2015

What Are My Options?

For a long time now I've noticed that a room typically gets quiet when I start to play. It was the manager at the Borderline in London who first mentioned it to me. I had already noticed but I thought maybe that it was a particularly polite crowd. This past week my pal, Brett, at the Ale & Witch mentioned it. I was already aware of it this time, too. I know this sounds crazy but I think that maybe the folks are scared of me. I don't know- I seem pretty harmless to me. Seems funny because I'm not one of those sensitive "artists" who expects such a thing.

Love. That's the stuff that flows through my veins.

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