Back in Nashville
By Michael Bradley
7 April 2007
Discovery is a strange and powerful thing. It often finds us in the strangest places at the times when we least expect it. People come to Nashville in order to get discovered and often find that things just don't happen like they used to. If they ever did happen that way. This town is a place for dreamers where the miracles happen and the streets are paved with gold records.
You can stand by the Greyhound station on 8th Ave. South and watch the dreamers unload and stroll the two blocks up the hill to Broadway. The looks on their faces would tell you that they are pilgrims who have arrived in the Mecca of Country Music. It is simply amazing to see that they don't notice the Pilgrims who arrived before them sitting and sleeping at their feet. They think that in a few weeks they will be on stage at the Ryman and negotiating a deal for the third and fourth album. I have known people who have spent entire careers just trying to make it as a studio musicians or a bar band. It is a brutal town that stuns you with the sparkle and flash, while it jumps you from behind and leaves you lying in an alley.
Here are a few pilgrims that are still in town. And just when I thought this town didn't give second chances, I witness a guy finally catching a break. What a discovery!
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