Cat Faber IF HoF
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Cat Faber has been writing poetry since she was old enough to wrap her fingers around a number two pencil and songs since shortly after that. She once wrote a song in her sleep, though she doesn't sing it much, as it is not one of her better ones. She has played mandolin for about 25 years, depending on how you define "playing," since she hasn't always been serious about it, but she'd be happy to improvise with you if you want. She took up violin in November of 2019, and is working steadily to get her playing past the "public nuisance" level. She lives in rural Tennessee with her husband Kip. Her music can be found at catfaber.bandcamp.com and echoschildren.bandcamp.com. |
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