when alex was sixteen he growled that famous vocal for "
the letter" and got told where to sit and where to stand … tired of that … did this music a couple of years later, in New York, kicking around … couple years later, ended up in Memphis with some talented pals; a great young band with
a great sound; they had the bad luck that young musicians often have, and then some, and it destroyed them. 3 albums; a record of disintegration and collapse… alex lived on, sort of, and died,
a hero, without a bank account, in Louisiana, 2010, 59 years old … his song always playing in my head
I always think of lonely rural nights, barns, and always that bit of reverb.
Band of Horses. So very very cool and American, through and through
I know time's gonna take its toll
We have to pay for the love we stole
It's a sin and we know it's wrong
But our love keeps comin' on strong
Steal away to the dark end of the street
Her
chocolate voice and love of stark instrumentation and subjects gets to me every time --rb
