I was invited to spend some time in a local Danish recording studio with a new singer who was still finding her way around the studio magic that she had been developing for a few years. It was during the winter months in the Scandinavian countries. I had just arrived…
Category: Talent
Starting In a Small Town Pub
The worn linoleum of the practice room still smelled faintly of stale beer and ambition. Les, at seventeen, was practically vibrating with both. His guitar, a secondhand Stratocaster with a few too many dings, felt like an extension of his own nervous system. He’d spent countless hours hunched over it,…