#jason isbell
“She said there’s nothing left to talk about
At my age I should’ve figured out
Which drawer to put the good knives in … “
Damn.
Jason Isbell. Tupelo
mirandalambert: Thank you @jasonisbelland@castapleton for an unforgettable night.#ryman#musicismedicine
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(Boy), leave your boots by the bed
We ain’t leaving this room
til someone needs medical help
or the magnolias bloom
[Jason Isbell - Cover me up]
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Well, ouch.
I’ve been on a bluegrass/roots country kick lately. I was listening to an old Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit album I’d never heard before while taking my dog on the first proper walk he’d had in weeks.
I picked up pieces of trash on my way home, then detoured to throw them in my apartment’s giant dumpster. The moment my hand opened and released the trash into the dumpster, a jolt of panic slammed down my spine: “fuck. I don’t have my keys.”
In the moments while I stood there, dumbly trying to comprehend what I should do next, Isbell sang in my earbuds:
