I’ve driven the highways of 43 states, sang in endless divebars, and slept in more WalMart parking lots than I care to remember. I left Utah in 2013 in a van with a bunch of blues musicians, and we worked our way playing shows all the way to the Georgia coast and back. I haven’t left the road since. I was singing at the Urban Lounge In Salt Lake City and Richard Markosian (fo … [Read more...]