There’s a point when all the old stories start to sound familiar — and you realize the only common thread might be you.
That’s where Maybe It’s Me begins: a smile in the mirror, a shrug at the world’s opinion, and a deeper breath of acceptance.
These nine songs wander through self-deprecation, humor, and forgiveness — from the wry confessions of “I Guess It’s Me” and “The Way I Get Around,” to the morning tenderness of “Breakfast for Two” and the quiet self-recognition of “The Mirror’s Laugh.”
By the time “Call It Grace” arrives, the jokes have softened into gratitude — not the loud kind, but the kind that lingers when the light changes at the end of the day.
Musically, the album keeps its boots in the dirt and its heart in the sky — Stratocaster and pedal steel trading glances, nylon-string warmth on the slower moments, and close harmonies that sound like friends still finishing each other’s sentences.
It’s a record about growing older, laughing easier, and letting life be funny, even when it’s true.
Grace doesn’t always announce itself — sometimes it just shows up, late but steady, with a smile.
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