Bio

‘I’m sure he was a serious cat.
I’m certain of that.’
 -   T Bone Burnett


He always wore black.
And dark glasses.

His songs were sad.

He wasn’t afraid to let us know
how it felt
when things got bad.

He was a cat who got the cream.

Then lost it.

Then got it back again.

And oh boy, that voice.
Wow.

He sounded like no one else.

And he sang
without moving his lips.

Like a ventriloquist.

Only The Lonely