Reading
that Levon was on his final journey felt like a gut punch. This country
has been blessed with many wonderful musicians, and much great music.
But from the first time I'd heard his voice and through the decades as
he kept on keeping on, it was clear at least to me that he personified
the sound of music we call roots. When he sang a song the notes and tone
both soared through the skies while also feeling...well, for lack of a
better word...rooted. Whether with The Band or the hundreds of musicians
he played with over time, when Levon was in the mix you just knew it. I
can imagine that over the next few days and months there will be
thousands and thousands of words written about the man. Both in
celebration and in eulogy. For myself, I'd prefer to remember him by the
music he made. So I'm scouring the places people post things and will
try and share some of the moments that he made into magic. Please feel
free to add your own memories.
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