The thing about Nashville is that everyone is a musician.
Stopped at a light next to someone with their car windows down? Voice like an angel.
Next door neighbor’s garage band? Effing amazing.
At church on Sunday morning? Don’t need a choir. The congregation harmonizes before they even realize what they’re doing.
Meanwhile, I’ll just be over here lip syncing. Watermelon, watermelon, watermelon…
Nashville. What a town!