Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Old Southern Sleaze


That old dirty ghost folk gets me every time. Its what it means to be southern and to live in a land of humidity and dirty towns. Sure theres backwards people, but this world is full of that. Theres always going to be 100 assholes for every saint no matter which town you live in and that will never change. I grew up in the south and I looked forward to the day I can jump in my car and drive off away from this dirty nasty place. Get away from the racisim and get away from the hicks travel far away from this all and never look back. However, the older i've grown the more i've realized this is a stupid idea not that I shouldn't get away from the south or that I have some how fallen in love with this land, but I can't deny the fact that there exist an old southern soul still in grained in the atmosphere around here. When I listen to old rockabilly southern ghost rock like that of the Pine Hill Haints or the Caravans I can feel it creeping around in it's own dark mysterious manner. That old southern sleaze... impossible to describe but completely unavoidable when it touches your soul and drags you down with it.

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