In about 24 hours, I plan on setting foot in the town that may be my home in a few months. Music City, here I come.
It's a bit of a whim, but if it comes to be that I land in Nashville this October, it will at least be a well-planned whim.
I want to be a musician for a living, and I think I can put up with the competitive nature in that city at least for a little while to see if it's for me.
Hopping on a Greyhound was a last-minute decision, and even a few hours ago I wasn't sure if I was going to do it. But right now, I'm planning on catching a 20-hour bus ride from the nation's capital to Nashville. I'll be staying with a friend of mine, hooking up with my musical contacts down there, figuring out how to get around the city affordably, and taking in the music scene for a few days. Maybe even making a few initial connections.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comments are moderated prior to publication. Comments will not be published if they are deemed vulgar, defamatory or otherwise objectionable.