I’m going with Ray because I prefer the album title.
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At some level, Hubbard almost works like a magician; he’s a guy who seems to have a perpetual ace in the hole.
This isn’t the dog days of summer but it feels like it, ever since David Letterman sang the night we called it a day, it has felt much like, well, the day we called it a night. Bereft of life here lies the summer of 2015, with nothing to do but stay hot and bad tempered. Meanwhile, let’s go with Ray Wylie Hubbard who knows a thing or two about hell and heat.
New Year’s Eve At The Gates Of Hell – Ray Wylie Hubbard – Back in the day, young Steve Crawford bonded over this instantaneous classic as Ray wonders what he did to deserve this before noting that God outsources to the devil -Amen, I say – A