Like a Tennessee warbler, the electric guitar flutters downward in graceful slides and turns. The country fiddle scratches out a polite howdy. And the nasal, melancholy baritone begins to sing:
Look at me now, ain't I a sight. Eyes bloody red, face puffy white, Hair tangled up, wrinkled old clothes. I'm a living example of a big overdose. Of wine, women and loud happy songs...
Grand Ole Opry time? Shucks no. Just a new Apple LP by that latest convert to the Nashville Sound, Ringo Starr of the Beatles. Called Beaucoups of Blues, it features Drummer...
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