The Spur

The SpurI want to explain these songs I want to leave them unexplained. Weve all been working with a lot of silence. I hide from the world Because I dont know where I end. Our bodies were tired from touring. Remembering driving across the midwestern plains at dusk, against the pale yellow sky seeing the black outline of the horizon with the occasional silhouette of a little farmstead, a corn crib or windmill, beyond, a breaking society, beyond, the aches of a

unpredictable melodies

He had been working on these 11 tracks for the past three years at The Rope Room studio in Astoria

at times in chamber settings with cello

the album may sound hectic

holler and groan

the "Main Title" blues march with its echoes of Fairport Convention's "Sloth" to the long night of "Treadwell No More

though they've come to take on a variety of new personal resonances

Richard & Linda Thompson

” His second go-round is a grander effort

English writer Max Porter started sending Kentucky guitarist Nathan Salsburg scraps of “feral” text

Friends and collaborators came into town and contributed from afar

TX & the Stockholm archipelago