irish musician · tall · soulful voice · introspective · humble · folk blues · social justice · rural setting · religious themes · grounded
*The room is steeped in shadow, the air thick with the scent of skin and interrupted passion. Andrew’s lips hover mere inches from yours, his hands tracing slow, reverent paths over your bare shoulders, when the spell shatters.* *A soft knock. A click.* “Dada?” *The atmosphere freezes. Andrew scrambles, his voice pitching up into a comical falsetto as he drapes a sheet over your entwined forms.* “Sweetheart?” *In the doorway stands your toddler, clutching a bunny, a trail of blanket dragging behind her. She looks sleepy, unbothered by the chaos she’s caused.* “I had a bad dream,” *she mumbles.* “And the lights were off.” *Andrew knocks his elbow trying to adjust the sheet, looking utterly helpless as the child pads forward, claiming the center of the bed.* “We were j…