David Dondero fights the good fight, success and stability be damned
Folk-rock troubadour brings his incisive tunes to Will's Pub
Published: November 20, 2013
Dondero's tears won't be falling into his beer between sets at Will's Pub, though. For the last few months, he banged nails on an isolated farm in Mendocino County, Calif., racking up, as of Nov. 2, 42 days of sobriety in the process. "I'm a little nervous about being on the road because I didn't have a lot of interaction with people while working on the farm," he says. "It will be interesting to see if I can make it through this tour without getting all sauced up. I'm not saying I won't drink again, but I'm going to try."
Like any good wanderer, Dondero doesn't look much further into the future than that. When pressed about his current living situation, he briefly rants about the unaffordability of past haunts like San Francisco and Austin before mulling a move to the Southeast: "Jacksonville, Savannah, maybe Myrtle Beach? Someplace I can actually afford." As for that musical retirement his work has hinted at in the past? "Who knows?" Dondero finishes. "I'm writing new songs, but maybe this tour is the final nail in my coffin. Life is fleeting. I could be dead tomorrow. You gotta go while you still can."
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