A novel that spans the history of Rock.
I was telling the story of Rock music as a novel, My central character lived it, was there and participated.
This is Chapter 1 – the beginnings in Tutwiler Mississippi – back in the 1920s.
It was a desultory day at the railway station at Tutwiler. The Mississippi August sun was unrelenting and the air thick with moisture. No matter how used I became to the sultry heat, it was draining. The sweat beaded on my skin and refused to evaporate into the over-laden air. My overalls were already sodden and my shirt, with all its many holes, was clinging to my body. My red bandana, tied loosely round my neck, soaked up some of the moisture and stopped the sweat running down my back. It was still early morning and sure to get worse before noon. I was grateful not to be labouring in those fields…
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