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Suckers they come, a dime a dozen.
When I say dozen, you know what I’m talkin bout.

REK is one of my all times, if not my absolute favorite musician. My uncle introduced me to his music probably 30 years ago. I’ve seen him in my hometown/around Texas maybe 20+ times. His music was an unofficial soundtrack of sorts to my life.

Anyway..

The time is growing shorter,
The nights are long and cold.
Come on, baby, spend the night with me.

Thieves! Liar!
Inside, outside, which side, we don’t know.

Another banger that sounds best at full volume.

Never trust a junkie.

Another fuckin banger off of The Way To Succeed and The Way To Suck Eggs.

Soon I’d discovered that this rock thing was true.
Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil,
and Jesus was an architect, previous to his career as a prophet.
All of a sudden I found myself in love with the world.
So there was only one thing I could do,
Was dingadingdang, my dangalonglinglong.

This song should be played at maximum volume on whatever listening device you own. I insist.

I understand just a little.
No comprende.
It’s a riddle.

The moon. Beautiful.
The sun. Even more beautiful.

Oh yeah.

a great country song by a great musician

I’m wild as a turkey, higher than a Christmas moon,
Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon.
I come around too fast, and I always leave too soon.
Ain’t that what they all say?

I really like listening to a good flat picker. The man who picks on this album is named Al Perkins. He plays lap/console steel, guitar, banjo, and the dobro. He is very well known for dobro. He has played for/with Dolly Parton, Bob Dylan, Tori Amos, John Denver, The Rolling Stones, CSN and sometimes Y, and a whole fucking heap of artists. The man is a monster on stringed instruments and deserves his own post as it is and not just an off handed note.

Anyway thanks for coming to my Perkins Talk.

Hey, big woman.
You made a big man of me.

Get on your bikes and ride.

Yes it’s true.
I am happy to be stuck with you.