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The Ruined Rooms of the High Life
Fox Den
Hippie Town, USA
Pat Klinck
Past the Swollen Outroads of Empire
Bedford, VA
10/18/12
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The only lasting and final danger is this contentment. And Smokestack Lightning is thee finest rock&roll song ever written. I don’t remember where I was the first time I heard it. It was like I always heard it. Sumlin just bending the flat third and then the 7 for the whole song. The bass thumping 5, 7 DOWN on the 1. That drummer is just swinging his way through history. It’s the beat, brother. The beat is the road that Wolf is just struttin & prancin around on. and Gettin’ unruly.
Why don’t you hear me cryin?
Wolf was the real deal. Punkrock&black and new to town with a .38 and a record contract. Punk rockers ain’t got nothin’ on these guys, Pat. Nothin.
I remember dancing to
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