I was on the subway after an exhausting day and felt beaten down. Suddenly, all noise disappeared as angelic voices grew in volume, sending chills down my spine and healing me from within.
I looked up to see these guys with guitars, and when they got off at Union Square, I darted off the train after them and handed them my card.
They were in the middle of their East Coast tour and we ended up doing a photo shoot in Central Park one afternoon.
The icing on the cake was watching them perform in the Village that evening.
Their harmonies are best heard with an open heart. As mine was.