In Dave Alvin’s wonderful song, ‘Border Radio’ (sure to feature here next year) there are some lines which have always intrigued me:
‘This song comes from 1962 dedicated to a man who’s gone
50,000 watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
This is the Border Radio’
What was that song from 1962?
What was the old song they used to know?
A song able to summon the life that was.
The life that was lost.
The life that haunts the life lived now.
It whispers of broken promises up and down the Rio Grande.
One day married. Next day free.
Except you’re never really free.
How could you be?
An old adobe house where you leave the past behind.
Except (and everyone knows this in their heart of hearts) you can never truly leave the past behind.
The past shadows your every step.
Another set of footprints in…
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