On the B-Side
“The Doors’ mildly profane and drug-tinged lyrics would rattle out of the tinny speaker over and over, until Dad stomped on the floor and told me to “Go To Bed!”
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“The Doors’ mildly profane and drug-tinged lyrics would rattle out of the tinny speaker over and over, until Dad stomped on the floor and told me to “Go To Bed!”
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I bought a CD, which began a love affair that has not faded.
Nashville and Country music are synonymous; a little
rough around the edges, with a big, warm heart.