Yeah, some of the best art comes from the most tortured artists. I've met a number of folks who knew Townes, and most of them said he had a death wish. Look up 'Blaze Foley' for another one of his wild runnin' buddies: another amazing talent gone too soon. John Prine covered Blaze's 'Clay Pigeons' a few years back.
Yeah, some of the best art comes from the most tortured artists. I've met a number of folks who knew Townes, and most of them said he had a death wish. Look up 'Blaze Foley' for another one of his wild runnin' buddies: another amazing talent gone too soon. John Prine covered Blaze's 'Clay Pigeons' a few years back.
Yeah, some of the best art comes from the most tortured artists. I've met a number of folks who knew Townes, and most of them said he had a death wish. Look up 'Blaze Foley' for another one of his wild runnin' buddies: another amazing talent gone too soon. John Prine covered Blaze's 'Clay Pigeons' a few years back.
I got my hand caught in one of those old washer-wringers one time at my Granny's house. She would let me start the laundry through it when it was wash day. Anyhow I went in there and cut it on one time because I'm sneaky like that. I stuck some rags in it and I think an old pair of shoes...Ka bump, KA bump!...then I teased it(myself) by darting my fingers in there to see how slick I was...I found out pretty quick...At first they probably wondered who that was screaming like a little girl on the back porch....Another time I was playing in the garbage fire and caught some cedar trees up in it...That's neither here nor there, but I just figured later it was all natural for a kid to wear out his welcome with the adults Funny I still seem to be that way, but I don't trust old washer-wringers any more...I still play with fire though. You can quote me on that...
Hmmm. O guess that is better than getting your tit caught in a wringer.
I got my hand caught in one of those old washer-wringers one time at my Granny's house. She would let me start the laundry through it when it was wash day. Anyhow I went in there and cut it on one time because I'm sneaky like that. I stuck some rags in it and I think an old pair of shoes...Ka bump, KA bump!...then I teased it(myself) by darting my fingers in there to see how slick I was...I found out pretty quick...At first they probably wondered who that was screaming like a little girl on the back porch....Another time I was playing in the garbage fire and caught some cedar trees up in it...That's neither here nor there, but I just figured later it was all natural for a kid to wear out his welcome with the adults Funny I still seem to be that way, but I don't trust old washer-wringers any more...I still play with fire though. You can quote me on that...
You can fool all the people some of the time and some of the people all the time, but you can't tuna fish without having your cat present.
I got my hand caught in one of those old washer-wringers one time at my Granny's house. She would let me start the laundry through it when it was wash day. Anyhow I went in there and cut it on one time because I'm sneaky like that. I stuck some rags in it and I think an old pair of shoes...Ka bump, KA bump!...then I teased it(myself) by darting my fingers in there to see how slick I was...I found out pretty quick...At first they probably wondered who that was screaming like a little girl on the back porch....Another time I was playing in the garbage fire and caught some cedar trees up in it...That's neither here nor there, but I just figured later it was all natural for a kid to wear out his welcome with the adults Funny I still seem to be that way, but I don't trust old washer-wringers any more...I still play with fire though. You can quote me on that...
She's sober now
No doubt...Thanks, I'll look into Blaze.
