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"Bird wings know the wind goes
And sing rock grass water woods to instrument my ears, my tongue
Blossoms bell clapper for a flower
Blown on sweet breathed bone-whistle wind"
Karen Dalton
Sweet Mother KD, the voice of an angel and the sharp edge only a hard life in the country can give you.
These meditations are for you....
a study on those time tested melodies....
a reflection on what might have been driving you....
a rumination on what drives me....
and where we meet in the middle on a dark dirt road....banjo in hand. - N. McLaughlin
These meditations are for you....
a study on those time tested melodies....
a reflection on what might have been driving you....
a rumination on what drives me....
and where we meet in the middle on a dark dirt road....banjo in hand. - N. McLaughlin
credits
Recorded in Sauk Centre, MN during the winter of 2012.
Cover Photo Credit: Bryan Ruhe
