01.28.2021
AMERICANA SIN LÁGRIMAS – PREFACE
There are a lot of strange mysteries in the musical quilt thrown over America. My own tiny stitch in this long fabric is about as unlikely as Oscar Wilde reading poems to miners in Colorado but that happened too.
Over the coming days I’ll be putting together a treasure hunt of songs, a shoal of red herrings for you to smoke or roast.
Some of them are tunes that I wrote in an echo to earlier signals from another, newer world, others were written or recorded on-location, a few of them in cahoots with actual Americans.
In between the lines, I’ll be dropping the needle on some records that opened special doors to me, those that seemed like inviting boudoirs, others that were marked, “Do Not Enter”.
Now play on…