BIRMINGHAM — The line outside Iron City stretched down the block before dark, spilling onto the sidewalk, boots tapping on the curb, girls in sundresses leaning against the wall waiting to get in. Security moved scaffolding to make room for the crowd they knew was coming. Inside, the floor filled early, hometown friends and old teammates pressed up to the barricade, phones raised.
Backstage, Myles Morgan moved from well-wisher to well-wisher, taking time with every handshake, every hug. He was calm. Focused. His first hometown headlining show — one of the biggest moments of his life, and it didn’t show on his face.
He glanced out at the room, then back at his dad, Steve…