I’m writing this minutes before my pal Jarle Bernhoft hits the stage in Cincinnati. We had a fantastic backstage chat for the podcast that I can’t wait to share. Whenever I’m uncertain about the music business or my general place in the world, I reach out to Jarle, who always makes time, a precious commodity given his crazy schedule. I’m beyond excited for the show, my first time seeing my friend with his band, the Fashion Bruises, and almost forgot to write a MoaT, so I apologize for this hasty entry. I’m grateful for inspiring friends and sage, much-needed counsel. More on Bernhoft tomorrow - he’s just started playing, and there’s incongruous moshing to initiate.