Dear Jackson, MI,
How have we stayed apart so long? I haven't sung with you since that strange night in the summer of 1999 when we borrowed that horrible makeshift PA to play weird sea chanteys and buoyant, drummerless art pop to your lawn-chaired citizens in a quiet city park that escapes my memory.
Much has changed in the last decade and a half. We're older, but are we truly wiser? I guess that remains to be seen. You now have a lovely brewery on the shores of the Grand River and I have a much deeper well of songs describing the joys and trials of a musical life. I come to you on July 12 on my own, case in hand, to celebrate your craft beer and rekindle our friendship. Can we give it another try, Jackson?
Saturday, July 12
Grand River Marketplace
117 W Louis Glick Hwy.