August 21, 2012

Sitting in the Atlanta airport 5 hours early for my flight to Madrid, there is no one else at the gate. Just me, my guitars, sax and laptop. The soft and blurry sounds of Marley Carroll come through my headphones as I watch the people passing by. I hear the voices of S...

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