Some may say it’s his voice, textured like barn wood: soft, weathered and grainy. Or the way he wears his hat—to one side, casting a shadow over intense blue eyes. And those who know his music insist it’s just the magic of the songs, usually anchored to a waltz-tempo beat. It may seem futile to analyze style, but that’s what sets this cowboy singer apart: not the melodies and lyrics of his many originals, but the very way he connects with an audience and simply sets his songs free,

September 2005
In This Issue:
Features
Western Books & Movies
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- Waist Deep in the Blues
- Splashing the (Drink) Pot
- Medicine River Trading Company
- Following Butch and Sundance
- Forgotten Trail of Texas Jack Omohundro
- Appearances Deceive
- Tom Mix or Lonesome Gus?
- Supermen and Women, Not Pygmies
- Anchored in the Land
- I’d like to learn more about outlaw One-Eye Billy Moore, who may be a distant relative of mine.
- Behind the Eight Ball
- In the Old West, was there ever a female peace officer?
- Can you tell me why stagecoaches are always painted red with yellow wheels and frames in the movies and on TV shows?
- Who was the soldier known to the Indians as Bad Hand?
- Deseret Saddlery