It’s a good time for fans of Robbie Basho’s wondrous work. The late guitarist-songwriter-composer’s pioneering albums, once painfully difficult to find, are being reissued with regularity (primarily by the Minnesota-based label Grass-Tops Recording). Live recordings — also once very tricky to track down — are in abundance. And there’s even a feature documentary, Voice of the Eagle: The Enigma of Robbie Basho, making the . . .
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