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~for Jackson C. Frank It seems almost too far fetched really, too difficult to believe. This unassuming moon shining like a copper plate. These milkcrate blues. This soft trellis of sound wobbling through the wind as if pouring out from the window of some lonely house on the hill. How beautiful it is, the ghost of your voice, haunting this empty valley.
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The Blues Are All The Same
~for Jackson C. Frank It seems almost too far fetched really, too difficult to believe. This unassuming moon shining like a copper plate. These milkcrate blues. This soft trellis of sound wobbling through the wind as if pouring out from the window of some lonely house on the hill. How beautiful it is, the ghost of your voice, haunting this empty valley.
1969/American