Tainted Angel
I've always had this sound in my head. It's part starched shirts, Black Gold Resistols, and pressed Wranglers, and part ball caps and Levis with holes in the knees. I've also always thought that a great country song was a story set somewhere between exuberance and desperation. Somewhere between the hopeful, eager breaths of a young musician and the weary sigh of the veteran road warrior getting on that bus to face one more highway.
I was approaching (though not dangerously close to) maturity when Reckless Kelly moved to Austin in the Spring of 1997. Sometime later I took a brief break from the road and we began doing a great deal of hangin' and pickin' together. Cody and Willy and I go way back to when they were just kids. We are connected at the musical hip and darn near family. Jay, Shifty, and Casey - well, we just hit it off from the start. Given all this, the collaboration seemed a natural. So, think of these tunes as "torch songs," some of them are torches carried, some of them are torches passed (past? gee, I'll take homophones for a thousand, Alex!) Some are used to light the way, and some... hell, some are just used to burn down the honky tonks. Chris Wall, July 1998 |
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