Found this album last week. I've never heard of Mac Wiseman but I'm glad I know of him now. Cult bluegrass star with a priddy, tenor voice. Songs range from 'Ring Of Fire' to a strange 'Me and Bobby McGee' that fades out but then has the temerity to crescendo for a final time. It's the music my mother would have loved. Get out the BBQ, throw on a hog and sink a few Buds (I'd not choose the Buds as it's shite beer) and turn Mac up real loud.
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