One Last Bar
Six months of truck stop coffee, six months of midnight roads. One bar left, and then home.
COUNTRY-BLUES · SLOW ROADS
Songs written slow and sung warm

A gray creek stone with a hole in it. Three dunks, hold your breath for seven, whisper a wish through the hole. Thirty years later the magic’s gone… or maybe it just wore in
Six months of truck stop coffee, six months of midnight roads. One bar left, and then home.
The paper comes out Thursdays and there’s never much fit to print. That’s the point.
There’s a kitchen light on a road he doesn’t drive down. A man who never left. Two porch lights through the willows,…

Coralise sings the things that happen between other things: the morning after a bad day, the shade side of a porch in…
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Wade Renfro has a baritone with gravel in the corners and a habit of arriving at the end of the evening. His…
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