Who knew Steve Earle was such a hunk? I'd do him, hands down. Literally with my hands down. Wink wink.
Gamble Rogers was painfully unfunny. Shut up and sing.
It's a disgrace that Larry Jon Wilson (R.I.P.) didn't become a superstar. Between 1975 and 1979 he released four flawless, funky country/soul albums that top even the mighty Jim Ford. And thirty years later one contemplative comeback album which I can't help but compare to the albums Johnny Cash made right before the end. Only even better. An imposing man with the timbre of god himself.
David Allan Coe is a fucking badass. He doesn't give a shit about you, and he would kick your ass.
The impromptu jam of Silent Night was divine.
Townes Van Zandt was the Johnny Knoxville of country music. Fucking maniac.
That guy who owned the tavern should carry subtitles around with him.
I want Guy Clark's guitar-building skills.
(mp3) David Allen Coe - These guards all drive Cadillacs!
Buy Heartworn Highways.
Buy the soundtrack.
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