Golden Gunn

In september 2012, songwriter and singer m.c. taylor of durham, north carolina; multi-instrumentalist and recordist scott hirsch of brooklyn, new york (who together helm the critically acclaimed hiss golden messenger); and accomplished new york-based guitarist and songwriter steve gunn (recognized for his virtuosic solo practice as well as his work with the gunn-truscinski duo and ghq), were motorvating from raleigh to monkton, maryland, hustling to get to hammy’s wedding on time, when they encountered dickie vociferously buying a pineapple soda from the slip-in attendant. he needed an extra thirty cents; he needed a ride. the transmission on his yellow pontiac, which looked strangely familiar to steve, was gutted. “she sure was a sweet ol’ bitch, but i’m all thumbs now,” dickie lamented. he rode shotgun in their lincoln continental and told the boys his story, including an anecdote about driving a zamboni for a canadian high school hockey league in the early ‘90’s. he asked them to let him out in cockeysville for a crabcake.

Dickie’s been gone, but now he’s back in town. you better listen, and watch. it’s dark out on the road tonight, and hot as hell.

--brendan greaves, chapel hill, north carolina, january 2013--