Something to Believe In

"Now I'm waitin' at the gate
For my bag to be inspected
For some crazy reason
I am always suspected
Of smugglin' somethin' thru
Like smoke or dope or airplane glue"

Shawn Mullins, Something to Believe In (featuring Shawn Colvin)

Shawn is the best singer-songwriter in the ATL so I’m certain you'll see his good lines on this blog more times than Donald Trump has said "You're Fired". Or more times than Donald Trump will probably call Rosie O'Donnell a slob in the days to come.

I first saw Shawn in the early 90’s at Trackside Tavern when Eddie still ran the place (before he opened Eddie's Attic, sold Eddie's Attic, and eventually returned to manage Eddie's Attic). I’ve followed Shawn’s music ever since and was lucky enough to be introduced to him by Mrs. T. As you might recall from a prior post on blue mailbox, I consider this my one and only brush with fame; unless you count the time I let Emily Saliers' guitar tech cut in front of me in the line for the bathroom? Shawn went to Bandelier National Monument with Mrs. T., our friend GM,and me when we were visiting Santa Fe, New Mexico. That's where this photo was taken.