The Red-Headed Stranger – W. Nelson

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“Don’t boss him, don’t cross him. He’s wild in his sorrow…”
Sure, he’s a notorious smoker (he once rolled a jay in the White House), tax evader, and loser in love, but no amount of off-stage antics can upend one of country’s most long-standing legacies. No singer in the history of big leather boots has better traced the subtle edges of the downtrodden, winding road. Steeped in a delicacy often lost on outlaws, Red-Headed Stranger is awash in tales of ramblers and thieves, but it’s also rife with redemption.
Clear piano chords waffle warmly as sparse, airy picking evokes sprawling images of the wide open range. Caressing the notes from under his high, woolly rasp, Nelson is at his most vibrant, an inspired outlaw with with wind at his back and incomparable visions of the wide open road.