My friend Neal shared this quote from Vic Chesnutt:
“Other people write about the bling and the booty. I write about the pus and the gnats. To me, that’s beautiful.” — Vic Chesnutt
Vic Chesnutt died on December 25th, 2009. He was (and still is)one of my favorite musicians.
He was one of the few people I would still see in concert – but he didn’t come to Seattle often. I saw him three times, once each at Bumbershoot, The Showbox and The Tractor. Sadly, Rebecca and I were out of town when he was here in November. I’ve been thinking a lot about Vic and why I connected with his music so intensely. It didn’t hurt that we had grown up not many miles apart in Middle Georgia. His accent felt so familiar. But I think it was his songwriting which veered between poetic goofiness, scathing observations, and self deprecating humor. He could be grumpy, funny, sad, sentimental and odd. The words he used, and the way he sang them always made me smile. We’ll miss you Vic.
Here is Vic singing Cobbham Blues via creepyaskudzu: