Keith Buckley happens to be a 42 year old guy living in Buffalo, NY. And I'm super proud of this conversation with him. I'll confess, I was super worried about him. He's gotten sober, his marriage ended, his band of 20 years ended. Keith's been going through some shit lately. I would absolutely walk through fire with him. We have spent very little time together in the real world to feel this much love and trust. He's one of those 'deck of tarot cards' people: from minute to minute, he feels like my younger brother/ older brother/ nephew/ uncle/ son/ father. With Keith Buckley, man, I don't know, every time we talk, we're both restraining ourselves from going right into the woo shit. On nearly every episode, I talk about having near instant kinship with my guest. Now that I am a grizzled podcasting veteran with whoahhhh 12 entire episodes behind him, I can look back at the good old days and identify tropes that unfold on nearly every episode.
