Southern Rock

de pora doru

to play southern rock around the house when I was a kid. I’d fall asleep to the sound of guitars, harmonies, and those long, winding songs that somehow felt like home. That music stuck with me. It’s the sound of my childhood—of long drives and warm nights, of my mom singing along and my dad turning the volume up just a little too high.

de pora doru

to play southern rock around the house when I was a kid. I’d fall asleep to the sound of guitars, harmonies, and those long, winding songs that somehow felt like home. That music stuck with me. It’s the sound of my childhood—of long drives and warm nights, of my mom singing along and my dad turning the volume up just a little too high.