First time I saw McMurtry live, he walked onstage and played one chord, and I said to my date "Oh. The grownups are here now." Been loving his music ever since.
You can never get enough James McMurtry. Such great lines, “We met up in Brooklyn before it went hipster, you carried your keys in your fist”. James, you remember the ‘old’ Brooklyn.
Why JAMES ain't mainstream is beyond me....he & RWH put out the best damned music these days...of course they both require intellect, thought & feelings to understand. Outta Da Park set James, hat-tip!
Ripples from the deep- gritty, genuine, all too easy to relate to. Dusty tombstone boots. I can hear the sound of the wind, dying in the smokestacks. Should it take a tornado, may be so, that sound is the first quiet wind. As ever, as now, nature takes us back to nature. Why does human nature have to insert so many a Minotaur into the mazes? I guess that feeling of challenge makes us take it to the apex. Truth is I have survived too many car wrecks, haha... good day y'all. ~ RaVen ~
