Dan Keyes remembers staring out of the window in a recording studio on the 8th floor of a building in Dumbo, Brooklyn. Staring out over the East River looking at the twinkling city at night, he felt like anything was possible. Dan remembers touring in a van and having to pull over to sleep on the side of the road in the dead of winter, somewhere outside of Boston. Everyone in the van getting as close as they could to prevent freezing to death. He remembers playing music to a crowd of smiling and dancing people, and smiling and dancing right back. He can’t wait to do it again soon. Dan Keyes wrote this bio.