Originally Posted by nothingfree2002

Then there is 'Ass Pocket of Whiskey' by R.L. Burnside. I had gotten a bit jaded with the blues for a few years, didn't think it could go anywhere else. R.L. changed that for a whole lotta people. When that ablum first came out, if you called the phone number on the back, say, hoping there was something else out there that good, you got to talk to him more often than not. He listed his home number. If the name sounds familiar you may have seen his obituary in last month's Rolling Stone. This shit will make you wanna quit your job and go ridin' the rails, or move to Kentucky and take up moonshinin'.