My dad left this earth and the world came to a grinding halt. When I saw in 2020, I was deeply wrapped up in a disorientating loss. Characters fictional and historical have cursed the skies throughout our collective existence in these situations: “How dare the world continue to turn when I have suffered a loss …
It’s still January. Just like my accounts, I’m sneaking in my year’s review at the proverbial eleventh hour. 2017 was pretty fucking amazing – worthy of a rare expletive. I released an album, toured America, toured the UK, said hello to Debbie Harry along the way, played my largest show to date at Cambridge Folk …