"Who's this?" I asked my professor who had just put in one of those new fangled discs into the same spot a cassette tape used to go above the radio knobs in the dash.
"It's John Prine, it's what country music is supposed to be," Edinboro painting professor Steve Emmett told me as we headed down I-79 for an art show.
To be honest I don't even remember what the song was, back then admittedly I wore an illegal smile and all I remembered was the name of the artist.
And I've never forgotten it since.
I keep finding new gems of his, but it hasn't been hard to find new work since he just put out a great album last year.
This song, he insisted with a chuckle, bares no resemblance to the current administration. When I heard this song I wished again that I was DJ spinning records, I mean .... however the music gets on the radio now. I'd play it every other hour!
He also had an incredible song portrait of George W. Bush's administration several years earlier. It was more about Cheney and gang than Bush himself, but it truly fit.
I put this with Dylan's best observations of power.
John Prine died tonight, one of the 1,429,437 who have worldwide... I'm pretty sure he'd want that said. I'm sure he'd say his death is no more important than any of the others. And he'd be right of course.
I could keep putting song after song here but I'll only put one more very fitting song. "And I always will remember these words my daddy said, he said, buddy, when you're dead, you're a dead pecker-head. I hope to prove him wrong, you know, when I get to heaven."
RIP John Prine. And Thanks!
And everyone else look up "Angel From Montgomery," "Souvenirs," Hello in There" and just keep on going.