All I ever wanted to be.

Lately this type of stuff is all I want to listen to:







I love old punk, garage, glam, western swing, honky tonk and rockabilly. But there is nothing that can touch the soaring sentimental glory of 60s country giants like Ray Price and his contemporaries. If there has ever been one thing that I aspire to it is to be half the singer of any those cats. They are simply the apex of raw, emotional power and singing perfection to me.