This article in Texas Monthly about the legendary Guy Clark is just about as close to perfection as you can get. To wit:
In November Guy turned 72, but it must be noted that songwriter years, like dog years, aren’t the same as people years. Nashville writers of Guy’s era lived by a different set of rules than the rest of us. They didn’t punch a time clock. If they went for early-afternoon drinks on a weekday, they weren’t skipping out on work but fishing for lines, scribbling the best bits of conversation on cocktail napkins....Somehow Guy always maintained just enough control to survive without stopping. And now he’s got a young man’s curious mind atop a body that’s fixing to turn 111.The background on his wonderful "My Favorite Picture Of You" is worth the read along. Poignant, priceless stuff.
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