How Bluegrass Music Destroyed My Life by John Fahey.
Words fail me: I utterly lack an adjective or metaphor or even an excerpt to describe this, except to say that this is one of the strangest and most-unclassifiable books I have ever read. Fahey was a genius musician (see below) but also a crackpot visionary whose unique insights are sometimes disturbing. (also: it is hilarious that the book sleeve designer used a flat-pick in the graphic, despite the fact that Fahey was a finger picker, but that just adds to the sense of oddity).
John Fahey
Canned Heat
Skip James
Bill Monroe (okay, he used a flat pick). - VB 11-20-2011 4:07 pm
How Bluegrass Music Destroyed My Life by John Fahey.
Words fail me: I utterly lack an adjective or metaphor or even an excerpt to describe this, except to say that this is one of the strangest and most-unclassifiable books I have ever read. Fahey was a genius musician (see below) but also a crackpot visionary whose unique insights are sometimes disturbing. (also: it is hilarious that the book sleeve designer used a flat-pick in the graphic, despite the fact that Fahey was a finger picker, but that just adds to the sense of oddity).
John Fahey
Canned Heat
Skip James
Bill Monroe (okay, he used a flat pick).
- VB 11-20-2011 4:07 pm
That bluegrass book sure sounds interesting!
- M.Jean 11-21-2011 1:10 pm
Crow Jane is such a great dark song.
- L.M. 11-21-2011 2:01 pm