“When I came back from Luang Prabang I didn’t have a thing where my balls used to hang, But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue. Now I’m a fucking hero.”
Earler tonight I was running errands with Spotify set to play whatever it wished. Soon I heard those opening lines to “Luang Prabang” by Dave Van Ronk and it blew me away. The lyrics are bitter and resentful, which Dave’s singing captures perfectly.
I’m embarrassed to say that Van Ronk was unknown to me just an hour ago, but now I plan to dig deep into his catalog. Go and give “Luang Prabang” a listen. It’s amazing.