{"id":19709,"date":"2011-06-03T18:23:52","date_gmt":"2011-06-03T16:23:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk:80\/wordpress-3\/?p=19709"},"modified":"2011-06-03T18:23:52","modified_gmt":"2011-06-03T16:23:52","slug":"townes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/townes\/","title":{"rendered":"Townes"},"content":{"rendered":"

Det var Nikolaj N\u00f8rlund som introducerede mig for Townes Van Zandt. Havde selv haft en vrangforestilling om texaneren som en traditionel bluesmusiker, og var derfor g\u00e5et langt udenom ham. Mit tab, viste det sig, da jeg endelig h\u00f8rte hans sange af underst\u00e5ende mesterlige kvalitet. Hvis der skulle v\u00e6re nogen her som ikke kender til Townes Van Zandt, men gerne vil, er der efterh\u00e5nden mange glimrende opsamlinger at starte ud p\u00e5. Eller man kan tage det dobbelte livealbum Live at the Old Quarter, Houston, Texas<\/em> som fanger manden en aften i starthalvfjerdserne, p\u00e5 toppen af sine enest\u00e5ende evner, foran h\u00f8jst to h\u00e5ndfulde mennesker…<\/p>\n

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\nSometimes I don’t know where this dirty road is taking me<\/strong><\/em>
\n Sometimes I can’t even see the reason why<\/strong><\/em>
\n I guess I keep on gamblin’, lots of booze and lots of ramblin’<\/strong><\/em>
\n It’s easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

One-time friends I had a ma, I even had a pa<\/strong><\/em>
\n He beat her with a belt once cause she cried<\/strong><\/em>
\n She told him to take care of me, she headed down to Tennessee<\/strong><\/em>
\n It’s easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I came of age and found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar<\/strong><\/em>
\n She cleaned me out and hit it on the sly<\/strong><\/em>
\n I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train<\/strong><\/em>
\n Seemed easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

A friend said he knew where some easy money was<\/strong><\/em>
\n We robbed a man and brother did we fly<\/strong><\/em>
\n The posse caught up with me, drug me back to Muskogee<\/strong><\/em>
\n It’s two long years, just a-waitin’ ’round to die<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Now I’m out of prison, I got me a friend at last<\/strong><\/em>
\n He don’t steal or cheat or drink or lie<\/strong><\/em>
\n His name’s codeine, he’s the nicest thing I’ve seen<\/strong><\/em>
\n Together we’re gonna wait around and die<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a9 Townes Van Zandt<\/span><\/em>
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Det var Nikolaj N\u00f8rlund som introducerede mig for Townes Van Zandt. Havde selv haft en vrangforestilling om texaneren som en traditionel bluesmusiker, og var derfor g\u00e5et langt udenom ham. Mit tab, viste det sig, da jeg endelig h\u00f8rte hans sange af underst\u00e5ende mesterlige kvalitet. Hvis der skulle v\u00e6re nogen her som ikke kender til Townes … L\u00e6s videre Townes<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n