It’s my mother’s blood in me.
I get nervous just thinking about a show. If I were more like my dad, I’d be thinking about ice cream. So that’s why it is with sweaty fingertips that I type this message.
I have the pleasure of opening for Katie Herzig here in Nashville. I’m sending you to her website for all the correct details. It starts at 6:30pm, which is the only information I’ll give you here because I think it’s notably weird.