When I lived in the Midwest, I’d often squirrel myself away in my dark basement, plug a bunch of Bill Morrissey CDs into my six-disc changer and let his music and words sing me back home.
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It’s a great honor when people allow me into their lives, their homes and their studios and trust me with their stories. These are some of the people I’ve been glad to meet over the years, and some of the stories I’ve enjoyed telling.
When I lived in the Midwest, I’d often squirrel myself away in my dark basement, plug a bunch of Bill Morrissey CDs into my six-disc changer and let his music and words sing me back home.
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