I took out my phone to check the clock at least seven times. I triple-checked my notes and questions and waited patiently in a Music & Arts music store, where I typically work throughout the day. With a yellow Telecaster electric guitar resting on my thigh, I fiddled with some strings while I prepared for the band of the hour.
At nearly 5 p.m., the three members of the local Atlanta neo-psych-garage rock band Room 213 entered the room. The lead singer and guitarist, Lachlan Tankersly, wore a cozy, black peacoat and leather cowboy boots.
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