Met this cat a week ago in the restroom of The Patio on Richmond bar next to The Pit Room barbecue joint, where I was catching up with some old high school buds I haven't seen in 30 years. He claimed he recognized me from the previous night's show (not possible). 10 minutes and some handwashed handshakes later, I'm talking to his sister, wife, lead guitarist and friends, who all asked me to sit in with them, and did I want some more ribs?
I bought his CD instead. Great guitarist and songwriter, hooked me up with the weekly local jam scene in the Heights. Kris is the full meal deal, and as real and humbl as is possible; check him out on YouTube and Spotify: