Chris Whitley...Missing You.

He passed November 2005. JC reminded me how confusing, stunning, and unjust it was to see a musical powerhouse like this in the tiny Saxon Pub.

Here's a SugarMegs link to one of his streaming shows. Elation and melancholy.


Well, the mist shall be your blanket
While the moss shall ease your head
As the future is soon forgotten
As the dirt shall be your bed

There's a dirt floor underneath here
To receive us when changes fail
May this shovel loose your trouble
Let them fall away

Let them fall away


Let them fall away.