More than a year has passed since I last played music for a live audience.
I miss it so much.
I miss the folk club chili and the state park hikes and the strange requests from border guards and the prayers for fragile flight cargo and the stories at the merch table and the hugs in the parking lot.
I miss the singalongs and the shaky new songs and the songwriters-in-the-rounds. I miss being glad to see people arriving in crowds.
I’ve been making music in the distance. I’ve been making art alone, housebound, locked down. And in the coming months I’ll be sharing it with you. And hoping we can be together like this again soon.