Kete Bowers Chained – A Folk Confession from Birkenhead’s Heart
I was supposed to write about something else tonight. Then I played Chained by Kete Bowers, and suddenly I was sitting there with a lump in my throat, thinking about promises that turned into chains. Because I've noticed something about Kete Bowers that makes silence feel like part of the song. The pauses between words speak as loud as the lines themselves. From Birkenhead, Merseyside, Kete carries that northern plainness I love. He tells you what happened and lets you make […]