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seven years pass...
Mickey Newbury can be like that. In her memoir,Stardust Memories, Susie Nelson recalls that she and Newbury were going to run away together (she was underage, he was def. not). Dad Willie and her Mom, usually at odds, prepared to meet Newbury with a six-shooter at the rendezvous point, but he didn't show (precognition?)
― dow, Wednesday, 31 January 2018 20:39 (six years ago) link
apparently this story is autobiographical
i imagine her face twisted into a grimace as she recognizes him and then spills her purse
i'm sure they both convulsed with laughter on the floor as he claims
can you imagine running into some dude you used to know, having him startle you into spilling your purse, then drinking three beers with him in your car and then he goes and spills the beans about the whole thing in a song this awful? i'd want to murder him.
― weird woman in a bar (La Lechera), Wednesday, 31 January 2018 20:46 (six years ago) link
nine months pass...
sleepless since 3 a.m., I somehow find myself thinking about Dan Fogelberg, whose name, to me, when I was a snotty "everything louder and darker" teen, was anathema. turns out, unsurprisingly, that there is considerably more to him than "Longer" (which still dislike, but I wonder if that also isn't lasting adolescent aversion to a certain strain of grown-up schmaltz). early pre-dawn explorations only allow two observations so far and these are they
1) I wonder if anybody on ilx would have been able to ID the artist listening to this outstanding bluegrass workout without knowing who it was by. The list of bluegrass luminaries on the album is bonkers & the harmonies are unsurprisingly cosmic, just gorgeous.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W365cFlw4XM
2) the cover of that album, seen in the YouTube embed, is the most striking "I don't give a fuck what you think about me, this is how I'm trying to look" picture I have ever seen