Beat’s so lonely

Son, don’t wait
till the break of day
‘Cause you know
how time fades away.

— The Prophet Neil Young

One day, I’m watching Little Charlie Sexton. He’s playing the blues in Austin in his mid-teens. Good show.

I suspect he has no idea what the blues are.

The next day, I’m watching Old Charlie Sexton. He’s playing the blues in Corpus in his mid-40s. Good show.

I suspect he has a very good idea what the blues are …

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