Girls in their Summer dresses
expatriated San Franciscan foodies (Steve Seskin told me that) and resembles Berkeley's Poulet, which was, when I lived there, on Shattuck Avenue... so I buy a paperback copy of Outlaw-Waylon, Willie, Kris and the Renegades of Nashville ,by Michael Streissguth at BookmanBookwoman used bookstore, and sit in the sun and read. Michael spells Curly Putman's name wrong in the introduction, and Curly is mentioned no more--Norbert Putnam, he gets right by spelling it like he misspelled Curly's's a fairly common mistake in the musical press here; you'd think they'd get it right given the monster hits Curly has written. The Outlaw Movement in Nashville was largely bullshit, according to the book, as you may have suspected, a promoter's idea...oh, there were outlaws, real ones, in the music business then, and some of their stories are told; people like Lee Emerson, who wrote hit songs, fought Marty Robbin's hecklers for him, and wrote script on stolen prescription pads until he died, and others... like David Allen Coe, whose grandiose claims of years on Death Row were debunked early on, but whose undeniable talent made his bizarre behavior all the more difficult to understand, but which quickly led to his secondary status in whatever movement there was. There's a lot about Hillbilly Central, the studio where The Outlaws'led by Tompall Glazer, hung out and played pinball; today, Compass Records is run from there by Alison Brown and her husband, Doug West...I continue to read...
Posted By:  Rick Cornish

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