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Have you ever met someone who always has a smile on his face? Someone who you can’t quite figure out what the hell he has to be happy about? But that smile… that smile never disappears and in the end it somehow makes you happy, too.

Last night at the Southgate House in Newport, Kentucky, I met a man that fits that description. A man who, if you listen to what he has to say, sounds like he’s rather pissed. Yet there Josh Ritter stood, grinning ear to ear from the moment he bounded onto the stage to the moment he left. And the longer I watched him, the bigger my smile grew.