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Not all that long ago, Rocks Off saw some comment on a Facebook thread where a guy claiming to be a poet said he didn't think Townes van Zandt was the great poet/lyricist so many seem to think. His complaint: he felt like in every Townes song there was some flaw, some line that shouldn't have been added or should have been tweaked.
Steve Earle, no piker as a lyricist himself, cut an entire album of van Zandt songs two years back. The often hyperbolic Mr. Earle once declared he would jump up on Bob Dylan's coffee table and proclaim that Townes was a better songwriter than Mr. Zimmerman.
Personally, Rocks Off isn't willing to go that far. Dylan may mail a live show in occasionally at this point, but it's hard to argue with the man's career, influence, and lyrics. And, no disrespect meant to Earle, but Dylan and Townes are two different Jimmy Webbs. Where Dylan's arch has been huge, lingering, and spread across many universes, van Zandt's was quick, hard, and fairly brutal. That reality is reflected in Van Zandt's work, however flawed the Facebook poster may find it.
Despite the Facebook poet's sniveling critique, one measure of the esteem Van Zandt's work is held in -- at least by singers and songwriters -- is the substantial number of covers of his songs. Along with Earle,
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"Any record labels sniffing around?"
"Uh huh."
"Can you tell me more?"
"I can't." I want to, but I can't."
"Will you keep us posted?"
"Absolutely. I'll announce it to the whole world as soon as I can. I really will."
It was midday on Sunday, May 5, the day after Derby Day, and Jonell Mosser was explaining to me the status of her career. She had done a dynamite late-night performance the previous evening, and despite an earlier warning that she would probably be feeling a little bit fuzzy, she was alert and frequently chipper throughout the lengthy interview.
Jonellspoke candidly about her past, her present and her hopes for the future, as we sat in her adoptive father's home on River Road in Louisville.
I asked how her interest in music had come about. Jonell responded:
"My mother sang beautifully, although if she were here she would say, 'I do not.'"
"And she also played a little piano. She played beautifully when she chose to play."
"I think cigarettes took her voice away from her early on, but she smoked to the end of her life. You choose one thing or another, I think. I did. For a long time I chose to smoke, instead of sing, when I was into acting."
Five years after Jonell's father died, when Jonell was eight years old, her mother, Joy, mar