The Desert Strangers
Chicago, IL
First, I string words together into a dirt road tapestry, an anthem for the traveling man, a lament for the weary rambler.
Then, I find the right musical setting for the lyric amidst the min…
First, I string words together into a dirt road tapestry, an anthem for the traveling man, a lament for the weary rambler.
Then, I find the right musical setting for the lyric amidst the min…