Channeling Franz

These thoughts consume me lately...



I have the attention span of a flea.

My life might be someone else's bad dream.

I can't use a hamper.

You Can Run...

you can even hide, but not forever ! This musical scofflaw has finally been apprehended. I found him in between some equally shady company Rodney Crowell and The Flying Burrito Brothers in a holding stack ready for reentry to the 'big house' of my main organized CD collection.

Although this mission HAS been accomplished, the world of country music remains thankfully at risk forever due to the adventures of Waylon and his gang.

Also of Note:

I forgot to mention a bit of trivia in the last post. Waylon had been a member of Buddy Holly's band and narrowly missed being on the tragic crash in 1959 that killed Holly - another outlaw who made his mark in his short time.

Jennings wrote in his autobiography, “[Buddy] had a dose of Nashville where they wouldn't let him sing it the way he heard it and wouldn't let him play his own guitar parts. Can't do this, can't do that. 'Don't ever let people tell you you can't do something,' he'd say, 'and never put limits on yourself.'