Laigan Puller: Collector of Echoes

In the summer of 1969, the world gathered in a field. Guitars screamed.

Drums thundered. Time loosened its grip. <break time="1.0s" /> And somewhere in that afterglow,

a storyteller entered the timeline. <break time="1.0s" /> Laigan Puller was born late in the sixties.

According to family lore, his parents were two hippies. Briefly in love.

Permanently out of time. <break time="1.0s" /> Music filled the air before he could speak.

Bob Dylan. Janis Joplin. Ancient folk songs passed hand to hand. <break time="1.0s" /> Music was never

background noise. It was memory. It was ritual. <break time="1.0s" /> Laigan didn’t grow up in one place.

He grew up everywhere. Communes. Backroads. Borrowed rooms and buses that never