Kate introduced me to them. Our SUV, loaded with ski gear, skidded over a snowy highway. We caught glimpses of powder covered peaks between wind blasts. I didn’t mind the weather—I enjoy winter driving so long as crazy people don’t hit me. Kate inserted a CD and I daydreamed. The music calmed me into a Zen-like trance, the keyboards, guitar and bass pulsing at each mile post.
“Who is this group?”