1001 Albums Summary

In the mountains realm of the American soul. We're crawling through the bush's, pursuing the sound of the river. Blood dimmed leaves and dark deamed faces. I see the moon in the blue noon sky, wrecking fortunes. Great atmosphere and style. Hindered by my personal taste.

I can't place if I absolutely love this mans music or if it's just okay. If another album appears by Elliott ill have more interesting thoughts than this.