Sporting a short hair cut, an even shorter red dress, and a candy-apple red Fender Mustang, this was not the Norah Jones of the long-haired piano songstress days. Indeed, if you hadn’t seen her in a while you may have been in for a shock–until she opened her mouth to sing, that is.
Tag: Carrie Havranek
By Carrie Havranek
A happy accident brought me to Easton. That happy accident’s name is John O’Keefe. Perhaps you’ve heard of him. He periodically threatens to run for mayor, but mostly he loves Easton as much as I do and even researched it for his thesis at Lafayette College. But I digress before I even start.