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Sonny Boy Williamson - The Real Folk Blues (1965)

Infohash:

5074F03AC30902A638240796B9CCCE1A7FA926F8

Type:

Music

Title:

Sonny Boy Williamson - The Real Folk Blues (1965)

Category:

Audio/Music

Uploaded:

2009-02-03 (by nightissuchproximity)

Description:

1. One Way Out 2. Too Young to Die 3. Trust My Baby 4. Checkin' Up on My Baby 5. Sad to Be Alone 6. Got to Move 7. Bring It on Home 8. Down Child 9. Peach Tree 10. Dissatisfied 11. That's All I Want 12. Too Old to Think mp3 320kbps

Files count:

1

Size:

70.68 Mb

Trackers:

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Comments:

comingupforair (2009-02-03)

Thank you my friend.
Now I remember why I forked out thirty bob for my first Harp.
( I like your username too!)

 nightissuchproximity (2009-02-03)

An obscure American poetess:
Stay longer near, my love
And lie with me in restless ecstasy
Why go and wander
Wondering into the great, black chasm
Of that waking void
When darkness all used up
Bids peaceful things like sleep and love goodbye
For night is such proximity
And day so very wide

fendermental (2009-02-03)

Thanks for this one. A mighty fine album.

 nightissuchproximity (2009-02-03)

@fendermental
You're welcome, Bro.

nero99 (2009-02-10)

Thanks !

 nightissuchproximity (2009-02-14)

@Numskull808
Thanks, Bro. Allegedly the poem was written by Jane Drew Whiting. Good luck. I can't find any info about her anywhere. If you succeed, come back here and provide me with some links.
Happy hunting.

lassie1 (2009-03-18)

Remember me and my father listen on a old scratchy cassette a summer a long long time ago. I miss him, thank you!

 nightissuchproximity (2009-03-18)

@lassie1
Yeah. That's the problem with memories: they shrivel and die like the last rose of Summer then wither away into the carrion putridity of Nothingness. I miss my father, too. Hope this brings back happy memories for both of us. Take care.