Played my songs this weekend surrounded by musicians who push me, are patient with me, and who have provided me with a whole other slice of delicious life. I like to think working a little off-balance keeps me from running the same old ruts. I know my bass player can relate.
Over a decade now since a friend came out of the woods (admittedly within range of a Kwik Trip), handed me a CD, and said let me know what you think. It’s good, I told him, after many listens. You’re growing. Growing in fresh directions. And difficult directions. As you should. And must. But I…View post
A post shared by Evan Middlesworth (@evanmiddlesworth) on Apr 13, 2017 at 5:19am PDT This guy right here, he’s all right. Been a pleasure working with him on the road, on the stage, and in the studio. Also, Venison!
A post shared by Evan Middlesworth (@evanmiddlesworth) on May 7, 2017 at 7:40pm PDT In which I gesture grandly and the band fails to take me seriously. Thank you The Lakely. Even though we ain’t jazz.
The Pine Hollow show was different. In the best sorta way. Photos here. Thank you Lee Butterworth.