Thursday, December 10, 2009

Looks Sumpin Like A Turnip Green. 'Cept It Aint

This one has it all. Leather shirt and pants. Mutton chops that threaten to carpet your entire living room. Some kind of post modern set dressing conjuring up images of a barn, maybe railroad tracks? It's 1969, and you're thinking about country blues because somebody put weird crate looking things around a guy playing a guitar with no amp, and no cable. And that freak Andy Williams is talking about "real Southern soul from Louisiana". You say to yourself, "Lawd, what is happening to mah brain?" Mellow out baby, it's just Polk. Salad. Annie. Tony Joe White is gonna go all Oakgrove, LA on ya, and you're gonna love it. Weekend here.

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