Music is my life. It always has been. I have neglected the small scene in which local artists come together and release their innermost longing to play tunes for the world or should I say audiences with a capacity under five. Nevertheless, I admire those who give everything they’ve got just so a few ears will hear it. Ben Hoefling and his guitar serenaded the whole room at Taps in Hillsboro Village this past Monday. The rest of the four performers did a splendid job as well, especially with the contrast of genre present. I fell in love with the intimacy of it all. Props to Mr. Hoefling who moved here from Auburn, Alabama only just three days ago to pursue his performer’s dream. Nashville welcomes you my friend and I look forward towards our summer endeavors and not getting pulled over.
East Nashville Underground is a music festival that my good friend Virginia Anderson is interning at for the summer. I attended the Friday night show and was blown away by the artists and of course, perks. A 21 and up event with free booze all night long. What more could anyone ask for? Not much if you ask me. I fell in love with local Nashville bands, Five Knives and The Gills. The cliche hipster house show with vibes blowing out of the speakers. You’re drinking beer, dancing, and struggling to find your way through the small yet sweaty compact crowd and loving every minute of it. I am an avid show-goer and will never stop until I die from unnatural causes.





