John Prine dead

Sorry to report that John Prine was scythed out by Covid-19 yesterday. Appropriately enough for a Country singer, he died in Nashville, TN. Despite his Please don't bury me, I think his family will. Will? My pal Will escaped from Bristol and finished up in Austin TX, at least partly because he was a big fan of country music. His position is that the definitive country song should feature at least most of the following: a pick-up truck, a dog (preferably dead or injured), a guitar, a six-pack and/or a beer-belly . . . but not the wife, because she just left. Whatever, let's sing along:

• With Iris Dement - In Spite of Ourselves
• Milwaukee here I come
• You Never Even Called Me By My Name
• Speed of the Sound of Loneliness
• Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
• He cheered up Bill Murray with
• Linda goes to Mars
• Bill and John chattin'
• Far from me