The best to you from all of us Mr. Prine. You certainly gave your best to the world. I read that we was considered a Mark Twain. Indeed.
I am so sad...thinking that he is gone. I send the best thoughts to his family. Only two other artists affected me in similar ways...yet...differently...George Harrison and Tom Petty.
I heard that there was so much "industry" respect for him as a singer/songwriter that when he would come to town, all the greats would go to hear him. To me...seemingly much like the actors who would surround a movie set to watch Spencer Tracy work.
I saw John Prine once... at the Cerritos Center around 2003...no band...all by himself...just his guitars. What a show.
To me, his lyrics were sooo clever...yet sparse...like Hank Williams... Prine’s observations cut so close and deep...packing a sly yet tender wallop...and...his words were indeed "naked as the eyes of a clown". What a Master.
I heard we was a humble and kind man,,,and a gentlemen...generous and thoughtful to his fans...and thoughtful and generous to fellow musicians trying to move their own way through.
Now...at the end of a wonderful life...all there is ..."melted ice cubes in a paper cup..." Mr. Prine, thank you for the humor, insight and selfless gifts of yourself... you’ve given so much to countless people. Your journey home...truly deserves a "New Train". Good Night Sweet Prince. I wish that you rest in Blessed Peace.
I am so sad...thinking that he is gone. I send the best thoughts to his family. Only two other artists affected me in similar ways...yet...differently...George Harrison and Tom Petty.
I heard that there was so much "industry" respect for him as a singer/songwriter that when he would come to town, all the greats would go to hear him. To me...seemingly much like the actors who would surround a movie set to watch Spencer Tracy work.
I saw John Prine once... at the Cerritos Center around 2003...no band...all by himself...just his guitars. What a show.
To me, his lyrics were sooo clever...yet sparse...like Hank Williams... Prine’s observations cut so close and deep...packing a sly yet tender wallop...and...his words were indeed "naked as the eyes of a clown". What a Master.
I heard we was a humble and kind man,,,and a gentlemen...generous and thoughtful to his fans...and thoughtful and generous to fellow musicians trying to move their own way through.
Now...at the end of a wonderful life...all there is ..."melted ice cubes in a paper cup..." Mr. Prine, thank you for the humor, insight and selfless gifts of yourself... you’ve given so much to countless people. Your journey home...truly deserves a "New Train". Good Night Sweet Prince. I wish that you rest in Blessed Peace.