No More People, Solemn Shapes, Death of August, 30 Year Sick at Tommy’s Pub
I walk into Tommy’s Pub—country music spills out of the speakers, flowing over the smattering of regulars in stained overalls and camp caps. Dale Erndhert and his son watch over us with kind eyes as the bands begin to install themselves … Continue reading No More People, Solemn Shapes, Death of August, 30 Year Sick at Tommy’s Pub