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Terry Allen - “Gone To Texas”

1. Terry Allen is West Texas. For those who haven’t spent much time out there, nothing is very surprising once you pass Eastland on I-20. Upended Cadillacs pressed into the caprock? Sure. Runaway longhorns on the access road? Absolutely. Inexplicable light formations? In several places. That’s why Terry Allen’s music continues to bring the unexpected, and 1996’s Human Remains is no different.

2. Allen opens up with the defining line “Hey I don’t need no chickenshit business man/ tellin’ me what to do” in “Gone To Texas”, with a backing choir featuring the Talking Heads’ David Byrne and roots mainstay Lucinda Williams. Lu also accompanies on the shuffling “Room to Room”, in which a man faces his inability to blame his wife for her carousing. Allen isn’t afraid to express how the world looks through his ever-present glasses, trying to understand the perspective of a hostile 13-year-old on “Crisis Site 13″, spitting “I’m 13 and I’m in love and I hope you die.” “After the Fall” takes a sarcastic look at what people have done in the name of being “cool”, as Allen subtly questions what is cool? Being an against the grain sculptor/Flatlander mentor/playwright/honky tonker? Absolutely.

3. If the album has a thesis statement, it comes on the closer “Flatland Boogie”, which finds Allen and his “baby” flying across the Panhandle in his old Ford, fast enough that “some old angel from Amarillo must be helpin us to hold it on the road”. He laments the passing of time, with a crack at the current radio offerings, while noticing that nothing ever really changes between Texas and Mexico. But when he says “Headlights a’ shinin’/ On all we ever need to know”, he manages to discount his sarcastic worldview and simplify things, which in west Texas, is a way of life.

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“Blind” Willie Johnson was born January 22, 1897 near Brenham, Texas. He straddled that spooky bridge between gospel and the blues. Johnson is considered to be one of the greatest slide guitarists, as well as one of the most revered figures of depression-era gospel music. He has been covered by everyone from Peter, Paul and Mary to Led Zeppelin to Fairport Convention to Bob Dylan to Beck to The White Stripes, he is one of those almost secret figures who seemingly influence everything. Willie Johnson’s life in itself reads like an early blues, blinded at age seven by his own mother in a fight with his errant father, living as an itinerant preacher and singer, having to live in the burnt out ruin of his ramshackle house after a fire, on a wet mattress, which eventually helped kill him, pneumonia, malarial fever and syphilis being a powerful combo. Interesting tidbit, Blind Willie Johnson’s Dark Was The Night, Cold Was the Ground was included on the Voyager Golden Record, sent into space with the Voyager spacecraft in 1977. A scene that would later be featured on Carl Sagan’s TV show Cosmos: A Personal Voyage in 1980.