Monday, November 27, 2006
Jackson Browne is never very far down my stack of beloved cd's or albums. He is a comfortable musical friend, and can evoke so many emotions within me. Memories, some good, some bad, all come flooding in unbidden when I listen to him. He is far from your typical hippie troubadour; some critics refer to him as the J.D. Salinger of the California singer-songwriter scene.
Hmmm. Salinger, huh? I doubt even Holden would call the talent of Jackson Browne, "phony".
Don't confront me with my failures, I had not forgotten them.
Truer words were never sung.