I couldn’t help but feel the ghost of Gram Parsons while in Joshua Tree and listening to country rock at Pappy & Harriets. There is a make shift memorial where his body was left at Cap Rock in Joshua Tree. We ventured out to find it but there was nothing there expect a light scribble of his name on a rock. I brought imaginary flowers, and played his songs in my head. When returning home, I listened to my many Gram records and then watched Fallen Angel: Gram Parsons, the documentary about his life and tragic death. I couldn’t help but wonder where his music would have taken him if he was still alive today but took refuge in his songs of yesterday.
The Flying Burrito Brothers Gilded Palace of Sin cover shoot.