Mr. Bobby Charles' 1972 self-titled release may be, at times, a chore to track down (import), [note: this is in reference to cd/vinyl) but such efforts are more than rewarded from the moment you press play. Like Link Wray's early seventies albums, Louisiana native Bobby Charles was making and recording music akin to the sounds The Band were exploring, up north, at the . . .
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