Janie Fricke, Singer of Songs (1977)
The problem with records, you see, is when I get gifted a bunch I hang onto them – keep them until I’ve heard them. Seems fair, I guess. But sometimes you can judge a book by its cover. Sometimes you just know that the inevitable is waiting – a shitty album that’s going to bore you, mean nothing, seem so hopelessly d…
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