songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
truth leads us down strange roads, each one different I suppose

Don’t have what it takes to stay in one place / But I might have what it takes to make myself home / Not sure at any time where I will be found / Not sure you’d want to go there alone (Willard Grant Conspiracy)

gotta bucket full of tears & a hard luck story

— · — Well I was thinkin‘ that I shoulda but I didn’t ever leave you but baby I’m leavin‘ tonight / There’s a trucker drinkin‘ coffee in the station who can give me a ride / Well I was thinking ‚bout a headin‘ down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night […]

walked away a dozen times, I drove away a hundred more

— · — I walked away a dozen times / I drove away a hundred more / But all the trains and all the buses / Brought me back here to our door (Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Anders Parker)