Drink of the Devil’s Blood-free demo MP3

Wine.  Gold.  Time.  Love.  Four small words.  I tried to cut it closer to the bone, but then I discovered that left too little chance of walking away with my life. 

In Be Here to Love Me, the documentary on Townes Van Zandt, there was some great footage of Guy Clark.  At one point, he was saying that the thing that made Van Zandt so good was that nobody could cut it closer to the bone than Townes.  When he wrote a song, it often made his friends want to put up their own music and never write or play again because everything had now been said. 

I was wondering what that kind of spare and essential writing felt like.  Drink of the Devil’s Blood made me feel rather the way Townes described letting himself freefall backwards off a 3rd story balcony just for the experience.  It’s hard to get up after that, but there’s no substitute for being there.

And the wine?  I swear it’s true.  One time I made a purchase from my friend, Gypsy Sunday.  50 cases of red.  600 bottles.  For immediate personal use.  It took two trips in a pickup truck to haul that board—with the front wheels just barely skimming the ground.  In short order I was back for 40 cases more.  Sometimes there just isn’t enough… 

Drink of the Devil's Blood MP3 by Thomas Hubbard

Drink of the Devil’s Blood was recorded live and uncut in the living room on an Olympus LS-10. Just me and a guitar about 2 feet away from the mic with levels set on automatic.