About me (blog intro)
I've been called a sultry siren, a smoke-voiced enigma, and a pain in the ass by my own drummer. All true, depending on the hour. I sing the songs about love that leaves you wrecked and love that leaves you whole, and I mean every damn word. If you find me after a set at the corner of the bar with a whiskey and a dog-eared novel, don't be shy—I don't bite. Much. But ask me where I'm from and I'll just hum a tune you can't quite shake. That's the way I like it.
— Maeve Callahan
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