I wish I had somewhere to go

There are days where I really luck out on my lunch hour and get to catch a performance in the rain.

This fellow is named Alan, and he is banned from a local corner store called The Den after a feud with the owner who sounds like a bit of a dick if you ask me. Alan is a ramblin’ man, with calloused hands, a thick head of hair, and a beautiful guitar that he accompanies through a variety of music perfect for hearing on a rainy day.

a musician belting out covers of Conway Twitty in addition to songs he's written
a musician belting out covers of Conway Twitty in addition to songs he’s written

I was fortunate enough to catch an admittedly poor recording of one of his original tunes and I enjoyed meeting him. He’s never met an Emory before, and it pleased me to be the first.