Malcolm Holcombe. No Words.

I usually write up something after a house concert. I don't think I can this time.

Malcolm Holcombe mesmerized the room and stole all my words.

I felt like he ripped me open.

You can't have a favorite house concert....they're like children....you love them all for different reasons.

But last night?

No words.

Much love to Matt Brandabur for helping to make this happen and for the great songs and for being Matt. Much love to everyone else that makes these things happen, to all of you that came from near and far....

No words.

 

Malcolm even brought home made hot sauce. And guess what? I was too selfish to share it.

photo by Richard Hill

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