Hillbillies, Hustlers and Fallen Idols
I’ve been drawn inexorably to and written obsessively about excess. For reasons I can’t fully explain, my interests have always tended towards the artists who see a red light or a guardrail...and gun the motor. Or the ones who prefer to set up shop way out there, on the decadent and occasionally lunatic fringe.
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