Having been a fan of this Memphis/Mississippi Musician's gritty poetry for some time, I sprung for the $15 cover to see him live in a line up of a triag of performers, including Joey Cape, former lead of the punk band Lagwagon,and Jon Snodgrass of Drag the River (a band out of Colorado).
What might one expect from a live Cory Branan performance? A somewhat, modest and approachable country boy in ripped jeans and a sleeveless t-shirt, flops and an acoustic guitar. But once on stage, Cory's persona isn't quite so simple. He surprises and rocks the intimate Jacksonville crowd using his own spoken poetry -- infused with passion and wild and whirling guitar licks. Though he ain't the fastest album producer in the South, his songs are worth the wait.
Check out his album, The Hell You Say or www.myspace.com/corybranan
Favorite songs: Hell bent and Heart First Surviver Blues A Girl Named GO Miss Ferguson Tall Green Grass
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Pilgrimage to Transylvania
Category: Travel and Places
I book a hundreds of cruises and airline tickets but every once in a while there is a diamond in the rough. Today I booked a pilgrimage to Transylvania. Joy!
This mysterious guy walked into the office about 11am. When he asked me to assist him in the planning of a trip to Romania, including a visit to Dracula's Castle for Hollow's eve, my eyes bulged out of my head and chills began to race up and down my spine. I was spellbound! Under the fluorescent lights of my work station, I quickly transcended space and time. I found myself walking the cobble-stone streets of Transylvania. It was dusk and the scene was haunted. Giant black bats were hanging from the twisted, leafless branches, Smoke was sifting out of hidden chimney tops and there in the distance, precariously perched on a mountain of rock, I too, could see Dracula's Castle.
I book a hundreds of cruises and airline tickets but every once in a while there is a diamond in the rough. Today I booked a pilgrimage to Transylvania. Joy!
This mysterious guy walked into the office about 11am. When he asked me to assist him in the planning of a trip to Romania, including a visit to Dracula's Castle for Hollow's eve, my eyes bulged out of my head and chills began to race up and down my spine. I was spellbound! Under the fluorescent lights of my work station, I quickly transcended space and time. I found myself walking the cobble-stone streets of Transylvania. It was dusk and the scene was haunted. Giant black bats were hanging from the twisted, leafless branches, Smoke was sifting out of hidden chimney tops and there in the distance, precariously perched on a mountain of rock, I too, could see Dracula's Castle.
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