Posts Tagged ‘Pure blood primal’

Sunday, January 17th, 2010

todd moore | pure blood primal: the poetry of kell robertson

Cowboy Poet, Kell Robertson, Outside Vesuvio’s Bar, North Beach, San Francisco, 2001, Copyright: A.D. Winans
I’m listening
to Kell Robertson sing When You Come Down Off The Mountain. His voice sounds like his throat has been sandblasted raw, gravel over gravel, bourbon through phlegm. The second he sings the line, Just remember, you gotta [...]