John Prine - John Prine (1971)

weinig toe te voegen aan bovenstaande commentaren. inderdaad een tijdloos meesterwerk. als eerbetoon aan de man citeer ik hierbij deels uit de liner notes van Kris Kristofferson bij dit album:

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John Prine caught us by surprise in the late-night morning let-down after our last show in Chicago.
Steve Goodman (who'd shared the bill with us that week) asked us to go to Old Town to listen to a
friend he said we had to hear, and since Steve had knocked us out all week with his own songs, we obliged.
There was that awkward moment, us sitting like there, "Okay, kid, show us what you got", and him standing up there alone, looking down at his guitar like "What the hell are we doing here, buddy?"
Then he started singing and by the end of the first line we knew we were hearing something else.
It must've been like stumbling onto Dylan when he first busted onto the Village scene.
He (John Prine) sang about a dozen songs, and had to do a dozen more before it was over.
Unlike anything I'd heard before. Sam Stone, Donald & Lydia. The One about the Old Folks.
Twenty-four years old and writes like he's two-hundred and twenty. I don't know where he comes from,
but I've got a good idea where he's going. We went away believers, reminded how goddamned good
it feels to be turned on by a real Creative Imagination
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de rest is geschiedenis

Een van die platen die nooit vervelen. Eerlijk gezegd is dat een understatement. Klinkt voor mij iedere keer weer als de eerste keer. En het aantal draaibeurten is in de meer dan 50 jaar dat ik de plaat heb ondertussen ontelbaar. Ook bij zijn collega's zeer geliefd gezien de vele coverversuess van een aantal klassiekers op dit album.