Sam Ness

Towards the end of a party show where I’m playing no original music, someone hands me this note. The world froze for a moment. Sometimes I forget that I even have original music when I play that type of show, because I keep those things in a very different part of my brain; somewhere a bit more gentle, more sincere. The version of me that exists in my bar gig is more focused on getting the crowd to uncross their arms and forget about the day’s troubles for a few hours. When I saw this note, it opened that part of my mind and I felt a warmth spread through my thoughts (alongside the warmth from the ). Shortly after, I watched a young man with diamond earrings and gold chains steal a $20 from my tip jar. At the same time I watched a clearly overdue reunion of two people, strangers to me, as they laughed and danced like fools. Watching them made me smile. Then again I’m drawn back to a note on a napkin. The road is a strange and intense place. I’m grateful to know that feeling.

Out here drinking hot cider, helping get trees up, and spreading all the Christmas cheer 🌲🎅 Hope you’ve all been good this year!

Blown away! My new friend Melodie and I started a concert series here in Fennimore, WI, and the community rallied behind it in a way I never could have expected! It’s been an honor to introduce this community of music lovers to my friends I’ve met out on the road. What’s crazier, our concert series just won the “Organization of the Year” for the City of Fennimore! Thanks for all the love, gang 🎶❤️

There’s so much around me to be thankful for right now. If you’re reading this, thanks for being part of that ❤️

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