December 31, 2005
the dust that Pancho bit down south
...but I'd like to write, just, some songs, sez Townes Van Zandt, in an interview near the end of his life (found late in the documentary Be Here To Love Me) in a voice as flat and damaged as a shanty-town after an earthquake, that are so good that, you know, nobody understands them, including me.
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