It’s true that a junkie is always trying to recapture that first high … long after the thrill of finding a new sound/a new artist has gone from wearing the vinyl into a translucent sheet of hiss you’re still looking for that rush, that feeling of innocent discovery lost in the mist of fading memories. It’s in our dusk that we rediscover the beauty and meaning in the voice, in the stories, in the aching bending of notes twisting and turning like an ivy covering a well weathered wall holding memories locked in the pits and crevices … a poet’s poet, nature’s singer, simple, joyful, meaningful, beautiful … as much as a part of memory as when a youth dreaming at a marshmallow sky and a heart filled with wonder. We do always seem to return “Back at the Scene of Our Beautiful Crime” where there’s a “Well Worn Welcome Home.” It’s nice of Paul Russell to remind us.
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Thank you, I LOVE it !
I found a link to his website :