Convicts Are The Best Audience

A Song Stylist Is, Like, To Take An Old Folk Song Like "delia's Gone" And Do A Modern White Man's Version Of It.

Deep In The Heart Of The Infinite Darkness, A Tiny Blue Marble Is Spinning Through Space. Born In The Splendor Of God's Holy Vision, And Sliding Away Like A Tear Down His Face.

Get Rhythm When You Get The Blues.

People Call Me Wild. Not Really Though, I'm Not.i Guess I've Never Been Normal, Not What You Call Establishment. I'm Country.

You Build On Failure. You Use It As A Stepping Stone. Close The Door On The Past. You Don't Try To Forget The Mistakes, But You Don't Dwell On It. You Don't Let It Have Any Of Your Energy, Or Any Of Your Time, Or Any Of Your Space.