An appreciation of a new album from long ago. Mysteries of ancient wonder. Endless plains, open roads. Sleepy mornings, strange days, wakeful nights. Ends that are beginnings and starts that never end. Secrets of smiles. Devotion in disguise. Vows kept and broken. Lips cut and closed. Potent poetry and plucking brilliant playing.
Tag: Brian Willoughby
Virgin Years
How a rock band rose from the waves to grasp a Canadian life-line and a comparison of two lead guitarists.

