I had indefinitely hung up my journalism career after writing for a few local publications and battling a bit of imposter syndrome to stay in my lane as a sometimes poet. But, much like fellow Sound Valley writer Kelly Dillahunt, they asked at just the right time when I was looking for ways to better connect to our community. So here we are. Hello! You can call me Eliot. I am a single mom, in my mid thirties, with no musical talent other than the ability to listen with enthusiasm. But, I grew up on, what I feel like, was the good stuff; a mix of R&B, pop, and 70’s rock. Michael Jackson held the same power as Creedence Clearwater Revival or Otis Redding in our home. And, some of my best memories are riding in my granddad’s truck listening to Hank Williams. My first two wall posters were Prince and Billy Ray Cyrus (no shame)... I loved it all. Now, I’m trying to raise some little humans with the same palette for variety though nothing making me feel older than trying to listen to what they like on the radio. Like most Daytonians, I’m hard-pressed to leave the house after 9 p.m. and not wander into a local bar and find a sound that moves me. The fever pitch of this town is live music. It’s not just Oregon District bars but also outdoor venues, restaurants, and even spilling down the sidewalk. These are the gathering grounds where I’ve met most of of my favorite people. Some of them are my favorite musicians too. So, check them out... Yikes! A Band
Go to a show... Cause Eliot says.