I heard Steve’s songs long before I met him in 1984. He’s a soft-spoken man who plays guitar and sings with the conviction of a tornado, while his melodies can charm the most discerning listener.
One-Too-Many Choices. . .
Spread the love Being a perfectionist with a short attention span sure gets me into sticky situations. Or maybe I should say that I like so many versions of different art projects that I have a hard time seeing them as someone else might. Are you ever too close to things to evaluate them well? […]
