| Kevin Connolly has been in and out of trouble with words, music, and the truth for over two centuries. |
Raised on raw clams and sarcasm from the mud flats of the Irish Riviera south of Boston, he’s been making noise—often musical, sometimes poetic, occasionally questionable—for most of his life. He’s written 324 songs, 132 poems, made thirteen albums, two children, and approximately 1,213 friends, depending on the day. For over thirty years, Connolly has carved out his own way of writing American songs—blending roots, folk, rock, and stubborn Boston charm. Somewhere between John Prine’s storytelling, Lucinda Williams’ grit, and John Hiatt’s ragged charm, you’ll find Connolly—narrating the world through worn characters, backdoor confessions, and an occasional punchline.