Fourteen songs of imagination enhanced by truth and tempo. The release opens with the silky Contemporary Country POSTCARDS FROM THE ROAD, and closes with the rompin' stompin' OPEN ROAD of the same genre. Between "A little frantic passion, a desperation dance/This is their post card from the road," and Open Road's "Flyin' like paper on a hard luck wind," Keith Curtis packs the album with intimate glimpses of culture's today, yesterday, and possibly tomorrow. He immortalizes a woman at the Baltimore GREYHOUND STATION: "I can still see her old gray eyes/Hidden in the pale bus station light"; or mourns the decline of "The Charleston run to Morgantown/East through the gap where they can't slow down/Twice a week on a turn around/Timber up and paper back down," where the lifeblood of a region vanishes in TEARS AND TIME. A friend in Baton Rouge inspired the love conflic
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