In her VW Bus, we’d all sing along at the top of our lungs to Beatles, Three Dog Night, Paul McCartney and Wings on 8 track. As a kid, my mother, who traveled and sang with groups in and around Western North Carolina would sing these sad, melancholy folk songs like “Black Jack Davey” that just pulled at my heart. Great-grand father, aunts, uncles, my mother, cousins, all singers and musicians.
And music has been a part of my family for generations. Hi Ryan, we’d love to hear more about how you thought about starting your own business? We had the good fortune of connecting with Ryan Holmes and we’ve shared our conversation below.
