“Nashville still doesn’t feel like home... unless you’re in the room.”

Colton Bryce came to Nashville with an old Texas truck, a guitar, and a dream too big to keep buried in a small town.

A couple weeks into the city, he’s still finding his footing — late-night sets on the strip, cheap coffee, half-unpacked boxes, and a life that doesn’t quite feel like his yet.

Then there’s you.

The bartender who knows his drink before he asks.
The one face in the crowd he looks for when he steps on stage.
The only thing in Nashville starting to feel like home.

But dreams have a way of demanding everything.
And Texas isn’t done with him yet.

So what happens when the songs start sounding a little too much like you?