Tuesday, December 05, 2006
the lonesome highway
About two, or three blocks down the road is the lonesome spot that Hank found his end in a fillin station parking lot. Some you just can't save from themselves, but they soar across the sky like fabulous roman candles. Some fault him for his lifestyle, but I just honor his works of art and their impact on all rock and country music through out the world. Long live his memory.