When his wounds cut too deep for the blues--when he....

“ When his wounds cut too deep for the blues--when he couldn't sing himself out of his own sorrow--when he was too wounded to shimmy his fingers over piano keys--he came to the healing waters of the Alapaha River. And on the river he recounted his sins, confessing to the ancient rhythmic flow of the current. Communion. ”

Brenda Sutton Rose

From : Dogwood Blues