The cover photo of Bill Evans at the piano is cast in deep blues, the mood and music of these personal elegies for the lost vibrance of the late 60's--early 70's. Richards mixes detail and dialogue in the fast dance of meaning and emptiness. His opening quote from old Beat, Zen poet Han Shan foretells a kind of Taoist unravelling of facts that somehow rise to a heart break of moment and memory. This beautifully crafted letterpress book concludes with the long prose poem "Tommy" which caps an era when risks spoke a sweet madness 'til friendships vanished before our eyes.--larry smith
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #2,
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