It’s over. It’s really over…I won’t soon forget looking back at Berklee as I drove across the bridge towards home, remembering all the moments that I have shared over this first year. Nine months ago I was a very different guitar player, and a very different person. Berklee has shaped me into a much more mature, accomplished musician and self-sufficient adult, but, the truth be told, I was ready to go home. Continue reading "No Place Like Home"