The rain picks up as Colt Ford's publicist leads the way to the gleaming tour coach parked outside a Nashville rehearsal studio. We find Ford reclining at the table in the bus' front lounge, and he extends a hearty welcome, explaining that he too had escaped the elements earlier in order to save his costly cowboy hat from certain ruin. (He never steps onstage or shoots photos without it, but its momentary removal has revealed a head framed in unruly curls.) This is quite the cushy scenario compared with some he's faced on tour. He once pulled up to a mud bog in South Carolina only to discover that the organizers had elevated the stage by strapping it into the trees.
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