We interrupt this professional site for a personal intermission of sorts…some Tuesday nights, my daughter, Harper, and I will play open mic at Twisted Pine Brewery. I’m not plying a 12-year-old with beer, nor am I a stage dad—it was, and continues to be, her idea. And it’s just one of the “million reasons” I love her (a bad pun you’ll understand when you watch the performance below). When she gets on stage a switch flips and she's in a "zone" of sorts. And I'm just thankful I get to watch it from two-feet away. Role: Proud dad, strumming, trying to stay out of her way. Agency: Nope. DP: My wife.