Thirty nine years ago today, Gram Parsons died in Joshua Tree, California.
I was in Columbia, Mo. when I learned about it. It was during my first great hitchhiking trip across these United States. I'd been a fan since the first Flying Burrito Brothers album, Gilded Palace of Sin, a few years before.
I still get sad thinking of his death. I wish he was still around and I was reviewing his 34th album.
Here's a couple of grainy film clips of Gram singing with Emmylou Harris.
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