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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359358707716642068.post-84636786522238805392008-04-21T14:22:00.003-05:002008-05-06T11:51:53.243-05:00reviews, reviews, and reviewsSome are good, some not so good, all of 'em spell my name correctly.<br /><br /><br />from the review in Rolling Stone by Mark Kemp, who gets it, unlike certain old fart rock crits.<br /><br />"Excellent... Patoski, who's been writing Willie's story for thirty-five years for publications ranging from <em><i><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Texas Monthly</span></i></em> to <em><i><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Rolling Stone</span></i></em>, seamlessly weaves together the good, the bad and the ugly to form a three-dimensional portrait of the singer.... For Nelson, his hit 1980 single 'On the Road Again' isn't just a silly song he wrote for the movie <em><i><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Honeysuckle Rose</span></i></em>--it's literally the story of his life. And Patoski has fleshed it out beautifully."<br /><br /><br />Austin Statesman<br /><br />http://www.austin360.com/search/content/music/stories/2008/04/0420williebio.html<br /><br /><h1>Willie Nelson bio is long, authoritative</h1> <h2>Austin writer Joe Nick Patoski's epic biography includes everything you'd ever need to know about the Red Headed Stranger</h2> <p><span class="byline">By Rich Kienzle</span><br /><span class="source">SPECIAL TO THE AMERICAN-STATESMAN </span><br /> <span class="date"> Sunday, April 20, 2008 </span></p> <p>Willie Nelson needed a steady paycheck when he signed on at his brother-in-law's Fort Worth gas station in 1958. He didn't exactly hustle when customers pulled in for gas, nor did he warp-speed his way through car washes or oil changes. One co-worker, however, made an interesting discovery when he noticed that Willie left his mark in the form of lyrics scribbled on oil boxes and paper and scraps. It was another step toward the stardom he'd sought from his youthful days in the small town of Abbott, when he copied his first compositions into a notebook. </p> <p>Everyone knows the broad strokes of the story. After an impoverished but largely happy childhood, Willie spent years paying dues in the lower echelons of the Texas music scene. He triumphed as a hit Nashville songwriter only to spend years trying to record his own hits by fitting into the city's formulaic approach to recording with only modest success. Frustration sent him packing back to Texas in 1971. </p> <p>Things didn't change until a couple years later, when Willie and his buddy Waylon Jennings gained creative control of their recordings. In Willie's case, one hit unleashed it all: "Blue Eyes Crying In the Rain," a ballad he didn't write, from his 1975 Columbia debut, "Red Headed Stranger." The label had reluctantly released the bare-bones concept album, privately denigrating the low-cost production as little more than an unpolished demo. Within five years, Willie and Waylon's success as the pioneers of "Outlaw Country" expanded country music's fan base beyond anyone's expectations, including theirs. That's the story veteran Austin journalist Joe Nick Patoski details in "Willie Nelson: An Epic Life." </p> <p>Drawing on more than 100 interviews and meticulous research (disclosure: I'm cited in the book's narrative, bibliography, discography and acknowledgments), Patoski tells wonderful stories, infusing his narrative with rich detail illustrating Willie's artistic development and its roots in his family's pre-Texas years in Arkansas. He explores the colorful characters who have always surrounded Willie, such as former boss Ray Price and the singer Johnny Bush. Recounting Willie's days as singer, disc jockey, boozer and brawler, Patoski offers tales of real-life violence that would thrill any WWF fan. He also does a good job of showing how, over time, Willie's curious nature, growing spirituality and — let's be honest — affection for marijuana culminated in the mellow, beatific Willie of today. </p> <p>Willie's struggles with Nashville are the dramatic heart of the book, and Patoski devotes a hundred pages to that frustrating decade. The conflict was, perhaps, inevitable, given the freewheeling tendency of Texas and Southwestern performers to move between genres or even merge them, as Bob Wills did decades before Willie. That eclecticism was alien to Music Row, where the corporate record producers who ran things were notoriously resistant to changes they couldn't orchestrate (in both senses of the word). To illustrate this point, Patoski quotes former Bob Wills fiddler and longtime Willie friend Johnny Gimble's wry remark that to Texas musicians, the Nashville radio station WSM's call letters meant "Wrong Side of the Mississippi." </p> <p>Many today view the Outlaw phenomenon as Good vs. Evil, with Willie and Waylon growing their hair and donning jeans to wrest control of their records from the "Nashville Sound" that drastically dialed back country music's twang. Patoski avoids such caricatures, sympathetically explaining how RCA Nashville executive Chet Atkins, who signed and admired Willie and Waylon, couldn't grasp that unlike most of his acts, both were sophisticated enough to plot their own musical destinies. While the public considered the Waylon-Willie relationship an idyllicbrotherhood, Patoski reveals the underlying tensions. Willie, who banned cocaine from his touring bus, grew uneasy with Waylon's coke use, which fueled his envy of Willie's broader constituency. In later years, as Jennings continued to diss Music Row, Willie adopted a more conciliatory perspective, which likely explains why eight years separated his 1993 induction into the Country Music Hall of Fame from Waylon's in 2001. </p> <p>Throughout, Patoski avoids falling into hagiography. He unflinchingly scrutinizes Willie's infidelities and often astonishing irresponsibility as a family man. The struggles of that family, including those of his eldest son, Billy, who committed suicide in 1991, receive in-depth examination. And while duly noting his subject's generosity and his role in creating amity between 1970s Texas hippies and rednecks, Patoski also examines the downside of Willie's inability to say "no" and his tolerance for hustlers, psychos and outright crooks, even those in his inner circle. </p> <p>That soft-touch nature had consequences. Willie faced negative blowback from law enforcement organizations after performing at a benefit for Indian activist Leonard Peltier, who had been convicted of killing two FBI agents. And his infamous battles in the 1990s with the Internal Revenue Service make for particularly sad reading, particularly since, in that case, the fault lay largely with his trusted accountants. </p> <p>Any book this lengthy risks a certain number of factual errors. Patoski's are largely minor, such as claiming that "Russell Bridges" was the stage name of Willie friend and collaborator Leon Russell, when Bridges is actually Russell's legal name. Willie's 1984 "Angel Eyes" album with Jackie King was released not only in Japan, as Patoski states, but in America, as well. And I was surprised by his assertion that Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys "were not asked back" to the Grand Ole Opry after defying the show's ban on using drums in 1944, since an aircheck exists of their 1948 return appearance. </p> <p>Completing such exhaustive research can be exhilarating for any author, and Patoski's desire to share as much as possible with readers is commendable. Still, this much detail and the book's 500-plus page length have their drawbacks. Establishing context is useful; extended digressions, such as a minutely detailed history of Austin's music scene and painstaking explanations of Willie's 1970s real estate dealings, simply slow the narrative. Hard-core aficionados and future researchers may revel in such depth and color, but casual fans will likely skip to the passages about Willie's early Picnics (some of them highly crazed events) and his encounters with celebrities ranging from Robert Redford to Frank Sinatra. </p> <p>This exhaustive treatment seems even more unusual, given that Willie's career is still going strong, and is as motley as ever. Today, he pours considerable time into promoting alternative energy sources and various political candidates, most recently Dennis Kucinich. The shows and studio collaborations continue, with allies as unlikely as Nashville megastar Kenny Chesney and jazz trumpeter Wynton Marsalis. Simultaneously, he celebrates his roots, most recently with a Grammy-nominated salute to Texas songsmith Cindy Walker and a joint album with Ray Price and Merle Haggard. </p> <p>"An Epic Life" may be, in the end, too epic, but its sprawling, at times undiscriminating, shape echoes the audacity of Willie's life. When a broader audience finally embraced his wide-ranging musical vision, Willie went further, denying any musical boundaries existed, an approach that yielded both the triumph of "Stardust" and the misfire of "Countryman," his 2005 reggae album. </p> <p>It's easy to understand why, in 1970, as Willie's professional frustrations reached critical mass, that jazz musician Miles Davis, himself no stranger to storming musical battlements, wrote and recorded a song in Willie's honor. It was called, simply, "Willie Nelson." </p><br /><br /><br />CMT.com<br /><br /><div style="margin: 0px;"><a title="blocked::http://www.cmt.com/news" href="http://www.cmt.com/news"><span class="Apple-style-span" title="blocked::http://www.cmt.com/news" style="font-family:Verdana;"><b title="blocked::http://www.cmt.com/news">CMT News</b></span></a></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>NASHVILLE SKYLINE: What Would Willie Nelson Do?</b></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><b>New Biography Tries to Answer That Question</b></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">By: Chet Flippo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"></span></i></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><br /></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times;"><a title="blocked::http://www.cmt.com/news/nashville-skyline/1585795/nashville-skyline-what-would-willie-nelson-do.jhtml" href="http://www.cmt.com/news/nashville-skyline/1585795/nashville-skyline-what-would-willie-nelson-do.jhtml">http://www.cmt.com/news/nashville-skyline/1585795/nashville-skyline-what-would-willie-nelson-do.jhtml</a>></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;">(NASHVILLE SKYLINE is a column by CMT/</span></i></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><b><i>CMT</i></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><i>.com Editorial Director Chet Flippo.)</i></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;">There are about 10 books on Willie Nelson now in print, including his own autobiography, but I think the new biography is the only one you need. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><i>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"> by Joe Nick Patoski is an exhaustively-researched and very thorough look at the life and career of Willie Hugh Nelson. And quite a life and career it has been, indeed.</span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">Patoski begins the book with two short vignettes of Willie performing onstage. The first is from 2007 and establishes Willie the Superstar for the reader. The second is of young Willie as a 5-year-old reading a prayer and reciting a poem before his first audience at a homecoming in his hometown of Abbott, Texas, in 1938. And that establishes the humble beginnings and the resolute iron will in the little boy who willed himself into the Superstar.</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">After that, we readers will walk with Willie through a detailed and chronological examination. It's an odyssey that cannot be easily summarized and requires a thick biography for the march through Willie history.</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;">Patsoki has ascribed his fascination with Nelson to his own decades-long quest to discover a way to write the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><i>real</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"> Texas book, the one that finally captures the giant sprawling state and its larger-than-life characters. He says he finally realized the answer lay right before him in the form of a Texas superstar he had already interviewed many times before. Willie Nelson </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><i>was</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"> Texas.</span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;">I'm still of two minds about that. Not about Willie. He is entirely about the romance of Texas, about the legends of giants, about the enduring myth of Texas as the Big Rock Candy Mountain. The realities are another matter. In reading </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><i>An Epic Life</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;">, you'll discover that Willie is all too human, with all the familiar human failings. In music, he rises to nobility. As a man, he is subject to all the same temptations and weaknesses and lapses of judgment that plague us all. With his failures as a husband and father, the business debacles, the leaning first on drink and then on dope, the trusting of the wrong people, the inability to admit mistakes, it should come as no surprise that Willie Nelson has been subject to all these -- and many more -- human failings. And they are chronicled here, in exquisite detail. But that does not detract from the majesty of his best work. And that means the ragged splendor of his exuberant marathon live shows, as well as the glories of his best recorded music.</span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">The life and the music are both chronicled here, the life emphasized more than the music. But it's been my experience that Willie's music is better experienced than analyzed. Lyrics can be quoted and debated, performances can be compared, songwriting comparisons can be made, but ultimately, the music's impact is more visceral than intellectual. His live show set list has hardly changed if at all over at least the past decade. The Willie thing truly is a spiritual experience with his music. If it reaches you at all, that is. If it does, it's strictly right-brain thing going on. Much of that has to do with the Willie aura. Patoski explores the "Holy Willie" effect a bit, quoting the entire lyric to Bruce Robison's witty and incisive song, "What Would Willie Do?" It reads, in part, "When you don't know how to get through/You better ask yourself, 'What would Willie do?'"</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">Various friends comment on the Holy Willie thing.</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">"I swear to God, being around Willie is like being around Buddha," says Kris Kristofferson.</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">"Willie's always had this charisma thing, this aura thing around him," Billy Joe Shaver says. ""He doesn't realize it, but he's always good to be around. When you leave, you feel good. The longer you stay around, the better you feel."</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">Concludes Patoski, "Willie didn't quibble with the praise or the portrayals. If anything, he played up to them. As he aged, as his hair grew longer, his beard became scruffier and his nature more iconoclastic, he looked wiser. He could quote the Bible, Edward Cayce, the Dalai Lama and Roger Miller with equal ease, and he left the distinct impression that he hovered above the fray, laughing and singing, articulating a simple message: "Whatever happens, happens."</span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18;"><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;">As Willie entered the 21st century, Patoski pictured him as "pretty much the same old guy that Waylon had described years ago: 'He'll give you everything, say yes to anybody and trust events will turn out fine.' For all the hurt, emotional scars and financial challenges he had endured, he hadn't changed that much. More often than not, his instincts had proved right. What Willie started almost 30 years earlier when he walked onto the stage of the Armadillo World Headquarters in Austin and introduced himself was still in play." 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Springsteen, by the way—says a lot about how we value, and forgive, our own kind. 'Cause that sumbitch Willie used to be a two-bit, drunken philanderer. He's had a handful of marriages and fathered a bunch of oft-neglected kids. He smoked a joint with one of Jimmy Carter's sons on the White House rooftop, and he serves as co-chair of the advisory board for NORML. What's more, he shorted the IRS $16.7 million in taxes. Willie's done everything but take the blame for a dead body or three along the gritty Texas honky-tonk roads of the 1970s (because you just never know).</p> <p>All of this is made abundantly clear in <i>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life,</i> a mind-bogglingly thorough biography by Joe Nick Patoski, who's authored similar tomes on Stevie Ray Vaughan and Selena. But Willie can just as easily be viewed as a Buddha who'll give you the bandanna off his forehead and the New Balance off his feet. (Just don't ask him to part with Trigger, the well-worn guitar he plays like a bass.) His track record is full of favors extended, respects paid, and time and money donated. He even fought racism when he brought country's first prominent black singer, Charley Pride, into the fray, once kissing him on the mouth to break the ice for a dumbfounded audience of good ol' boys.</p> <p>Sin and salvation. Goodwill towards man. Uncompromising individuality. These are the themes that make <i>An Epic Life</i> worth the chore of weightlifting a 576-pager. Patoski enhances the narrative with his depiction of the songwriter-for-hire game during the Nashville Sound days, his firsthand account of the burgeoning Austin scene that gave way to the Live Music Capital of the World, and his blunt portrayal of the complicated friendship between Willie and his commercially inferior partner in crime, Waylon Jennings.</p> <p>The release of <i>An Epic Life</i> coincides with Willie's 75th birthday on April 29, and also dovetails nicely with <i>One Hell of a Ride</i>, a four-CD, 100-song box set that gleans mostly keepers from a five-decades-long recording career only slightly tarnished by overexposure. Included here are three rare, early recordings: "Man With the Blues," "No Place for Me," and "When I've Sang My Last Hillbilly Song," featuring a Hank Williams–type croon that predates his casual whine. Beyond that, the box borrows efficiently from the three phases of a career that stretched country to include jazz, folk, and gospel.</p> <p>Willie's holy trinity of songs—"Nite Life," "Funny How Time Slips Away," and "Crazy," the bluesy number made so famous by Patsy Cline it was declared #1 Jukebox Single of All Time by NPR—represent the Upstart Songwriter Era, as do fellow countrypolitan jingles "Hello Walls," "Mr. Record Man," and "The Party's Over." To commemorate the Cosmic Cowboy Years, we've got big-band barnburners "Bloody Mary Morning," "Stay a Little Longer," and "Whiskey River," the cut Willie uses to open every concert. (This iteration also includes three must-have collaborations with Waylon, including the comical "I Can Get Off on You," wherein the two W's try to give up weed, cocaine, pills, and whiskey, thinking they could get high off their girls instead.) Lastly, there's the Esteemed Vocalist Phase, during which Willie compensated for the years his deliberate singing style went unappreciated by reinterpreting standards ("Stardust," "Georgia on My Mind"), covering others' hits ("Heart of Gold," "Graceland"), and partnering on unthinkable duets (Patoski's bio notes that "To All the Girls I've Loved Before" was recorded with Julio Iglesias as "bombers" were passed and puffed in the studio.)</p> <p>It's hard to believe that Willie perseveres, given the velocity with which he's lived his life and the tragedies that've afflicted it. But perseverance is an integral part of the American Dream, and that's what made the outlaw turned icon a natural choice to bid farewell to our 9/11 heroes—that, and because he's a hero, too.</p>  <img src="http://www.villagevoice.com/images/generic/x.gif" height="1" width="556" /><br />San Antonio Express News:<br /><br /><br /><span class="vitstorybody"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><h2 class="vitstoryheadline"><span class="vitstoryheadline">Book review: Willie biography captures the genius of the musician </span></h2></b></span> <span style=""><b><h5 class="vitstorydate"><span class="vitstorydate">Web Posted: 04/18/2008 10:55 AM CDT</span></h5></b></span> <span style=""><b><span class="vitstorybyline">John Goodspeed<br />Express-News Staff Writer</span></b></span> <span class="vitstorybody"> <b>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life </b> <p> <b>By Joe Nick Patoski </b> </p> <p> <b>Little, Brown, $27.99</b> </p> <p> </p> <p> Music writer Joe Nick Patoski attempted the impossible — sum up country icon Willie Nelson's life in a mere 543 pages. </p> <p> After all, with Nelson, his music and his views touching millions of fans and fellow artists around the world, everyone has a story. </p> <p> The good thing is that Patoski crams scores of them into "Willie Nelson: An Epic Life." </p> <p> Some come from his keyboard-playing older sister, Bobbie Nelson, who talks about being reared by their dirt-poor grandparents in tiny Abbott. </p> <p> Others are colorfully recalled by the likes of his old friend and fellow artist Johnny Bush, who wrote "Whiskey River," one of Nelson's signature songs. </p> <p> The San Antonio resident recalls his first visit to Nelson's house in 1954, when Willie was outrunning a pot thrown by his first wife. </p> <p> "She loves me," Nelson told Bush. "You got a cigarette?" </p> <p> Longtime Nelson drummer Paul English, a former repo man, tells more, including how Nelson would collect payments after gigs with a handgun in his briefcase just to make sure. </p> <p> The string of stories takes readers on a ride that even the most imaginative novelist could not conceive. </p> <p> To be released on Monday as a prelude to Nelson's 75th birthday, the book recounts the life and times of a gifted songwriter, singer and guitarist who rose to success and fame by bucking the system, saving his art and helping to start the Outlaw Country movement in the early 1970s that continues to shake up the Nashville establishment. </p> <p> Patoski tells Nelson's story, warts and all, from wives finding lipstick on his collar and the whiskey and the drugs to the iconoclast who sells vacuum cleaners when his art fails to pay the bills and — when it finally does — flees from success to save his soul and ends up finding freedom as well as fame. </p> <p> Through it all, Nelson comes across as an honest, fun-loving guy who cannot say no when a friend needs help. </p> <p> One fault of the book is that it sometimes crams in too much information. Rather than a novelistic narrative, the book is thick with facts. Well-researched and -documented, readers at times may be distracted in a swirl of names, places and gigs. </p> <p> Still, there are profound moments, such as when Patoski describes the rednecks and hippies coming together under Nelson in Austin in the early 1970s: "The new culture welded the hedonistic attributes of the hippie lifestyle (drugs and sex, especially) onto the body of a Texas redneck. Both liked hanging in clubs and hearing music, and both liked getting high and howling at the moon just for the hell of it." </p> <p> The book ends with Nelson's uplifting return to Abbott in 2006 to prevent the destruction of the Methodist Church, where he and his sister attended as children, by buying it — for more than the asking price. </p> <p> With Nelson and his sister singing gospel tunes, the passage serves as a metaphor for his continual rebirth, his religious faith and his determination to prevail by doing what he believes is right. </p> <p> </p> <hr /> <i>John Goodspeed covers country music for the Express-News. </i> <p> <i>jgoodspeed@express-news.net<br /></i></p><p>Library Journal</p></span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >Patoski, Joe Nick.</span></span><strong><b><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" > Willie Nelson: An Epic Life.</span></span></b></strong><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" > Little, Brown. Apr. 2008. c.576p. photogs. index. discog. ISBN 978-0-316-01778-7. $27.99. MUSIC<br /></span></span><strong><b><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >Verdict: </span></span></b></strong><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >An expansive, engrossing, and epic look at the life of a true American icon. Required reading for music f</span></span><img src="cid:image001.jpg@01C89E1D.19E7C900" shapes="_x0000_s1026" align="left" border="1" height="155" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="100" /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >ans and scholars.<br /></span></span><strong><b><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >Background: </span></span></b></strong><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:black;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9;color:black;" lang="EN" >Former <em><i><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Texas Monthly</span></span></i></em> writer Patoski infuses his biography of Willie Nelson with an encyclopedic knowledge of <st1:state st="on">Texas</st1:state> history that deftly illuminates the depth of influence the land and people of <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Texas</st1:place></st1:state> had in shaping Nelson. Hundreds of interviews are seamlessly interwoven as Patoski traces Nelson's journey from young musical prodigy raised by his grandparents in Abbot, TX, to fledgling songwriter flush with the early success of "Crazy." Nelson’s perilous, unsuccessful navigation of the <st1:city st="on">Nashville</st1:city> country music establishment is thoroughly recounted, as is his redemptive relocation to <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Austin</st1:place></st1:city>, where he recorded organic, successful albums like <em><i><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Red Headed Stranger</span></span></i></em> that cemented his status as a visionary musician and resourceful outsider. The author’s deep, intimate knowledge of Texas and informed love of country music add layers of nuance and detail to his portrait of the complex singer.—Dennis J. Seese, Jefferson-Madison Regional Lib., Charlottesville, VA</span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:12;"> </span></span></p><span class="vitstorybody"><span class="vitstorybody"><p>Creative Loafing</p></span></span><p class="printHead">The red-headed wild-ass</p> <p class="printSub">New bio of Willie Nelson shines</p> <p class="printByline">By John Grooms</p> <p class="printDate"> Published 04.16.2008<br /> http://charlotte.creativeloafing.com/gyrobase/the_red_headed_wild_ass/Content?oid=299138 </p> <div class="printContent"><p>Anyone who knows the culture of small Southern burgs can tell you about the deep vein of ornery iconoclasm that runs beneath those towns' surface of Christian piety. Some cultural scholars say that the region's wild, contrarian streak is probably part of the reason Southerners have clung to their masks of superficial amiability for so long. After all, stern Sunday lectures certainly haven't dimmed the South's weakness for hard-living, free-thinking wild-asses. Some days, the only recourse for the "respectable" Southerner is to put on a happy face and hope others don't notice the drunken uncle sleeping it off on the back porch.</p> <p>Singer-songwriter Willie Nelson, who celebrates his 75th birthday this month, is one Southerner who, over the years, has embarrassed many a tightly wound, churchgoing acquaintance while on his way to becoming an American legend. Now there's a big fat biography of Willie (available this Monday, April 21) in which the singer's long, complicated career as an extraordinarily talented rebel is recounted at a leisurely, steady pace by author Joe Patoski.</p> <p>One of the fascinating aspects of Nelson's career is the way his lifelong iconoclasm meshed so well with the rise of an American counterculture in the late-60s/early-70s. The success of Patoski's mammoth Nelson biography comes from the author's grasp of Willie's attraction to, and acceptance by, hordes of fans who wouldn't have been caught dead listening to country music a few years before the 1975 release of the <em>Red Headed Stranger</em> album. That record finally brought Willie Nelson the success as a performer that he had craved for over 20 years.</p> <p>After a successful career as a songwriter in Nashville, Nelson realized he would never be able to record his own songs the way he wanted them to sound in the country music capital. For Nelson, writing timeless songs for other artists ("Crazy" for Patsy Cline; "Night Life" for Ray Price; "Funny How Time Slips Away" for Billy Walker) was lucrative but ultimately unsatisfying, and so he left Nashville for Austin, Texas, where he re-created himself into the American icon we know today.</p> <p>The move to Austin wasn't the first time Nelson roamed to find freedom. Born in Texas in 1933, he played in a band in high school and worked as a radio deejay. Soon he was roaming here and there around Texas, looking for just the right combination of playing music and spinning records that would lead to an opportunity to record his own music. At age 23, Nelson took off for Vancouver, Wash., where his mother lived, and launched a new musical career which, although moderately successful, still didn't bring in enough money. So Nelson moved on to Nashville, where he became known as one of that city's finest songwriters. His equal reputation as a renowned and difficult wild-ass led some of the country music establishment to hold Nelson at arm's length, and thus the semi-retirement to Austin.</p> <p>In the Texas capital, Nelson found inspiration, came out of his half-hearted retirement, and began to play his own synthesis of traditional country, Western swing, rock and jazz. At the same time, he began to take his health seriously, started a running regimen, ate better, and switched from whiskey to pot. In the process, he saved his own life and launched his most productive period.</p> <p>By the time of <em>Red Headed Stranger</em>'s 1975 release, Nelson had built up a new following made up of hippies who had turned on to country music and, alternately, country fans who were, let's say, "loosening up" their own lifestyles. The album was a career-making smash, led to the whole "Outlaw Country" movement (largely based in Texas along with Waylon Jennings and others), and gave Nelson the leeway to become more active in political and environmental causes. Now, nearly as many people know Willie Nelson as the guy who started the Farm Aid concerts, or began a bio-diesel fuel company, or acted in several movies, or got into big-time trouble with the IRS, or sent millions of dollars in concert receipts to South Pacific tsunami victims, or even got a Ben & Jerry brand of ice cream named after him, as know him for his stellar songwriting.</p> <p>Author Joe Patowski is a very thorough, precise reporter who understands Nelson's motivations and his importance as an American icon. There is, unfortunately, a bit of a "note-dumping" feel to parts of the book, particularly in the story of Willie's early days, but when he's writing about the important turning points, Patowski shines. Interviews of more than 100 people are put to good use as the author weaves them into a three-dimensional portrait of one of the most interesting American musicians, and musical careers, of the past 50 years.</p></div> <div class="printInfoHead">info</div> <div class="printInfo"> <p>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life by Joe Nick Patoski</p> <p>Little Brown, 576 pages, $27.99</p><br /><p>Austin Statesman</p><p><br /></p>Houston Chronicle<br />http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320.html<br /><br /><p> <span class="timestamp"><b>April 18, 2008, 3:11PM</b><br /></span> <span class="storyheading3">Willie Nelson: a life in full<br /></span> <span class="storydeck3">Ups, downs, booze, pot, wives, ex-wives and Julio Iglesias figure in Joe Nick Patoski's biography</span><br /> </p> <p class="copyright"> <span class="author">By BOB RUGGIERO<br /></span> </p> <div class="bodycopy">  <div class="inlinead" style="margin-top: 0px; width: 260px;"> <div style="padding-bottom: 3px; width: 260px;" class="noPrint toolBox"> <div class="whiteblocktitle" style="margin-bottom: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 2px; background-color: rgb(46, 97, 150);">TOOLS</div> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="260"> <tbody><tr><td height="20"> <a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="window.open('/apps/common/email_a_friend.mpl/ssistory.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320','EMAILAFRND','WIDTH=400,HEIGHT=400,SCROLLBARS=NO,MENUBAR=NO,STATUSBAR=NO')"> <div style="display: inline; background-image: url(http://images.chron.com/photos/2006/09/21/email/email.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: 5px 2px; padding-left: 30px; height: 20px;" class="toolLink">Email </div></a> </td> <td height="20"> <a href="http://www.chron.com/rss/life/books/reviews/index.rss"> <div style="display: inline; background-image: url(http://images.chron.com/photos/2006/06/06/rss49X12/rss49X12.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: 5px 2px; padding-left: 45px; height: 20px; padding-bottom: 2px;" class="toolLink">Get section feed </div> </a> </td> </tr><tr> <td height="19"> <a href="http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320.html#" onclick="print(document);return false;"> <div style="display: inline; background-image: url(http://images.chron.com/photos/2006/09/21/print/print.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: 5px 0px; padding-left: 30px; height: 20px; padding-bottom: 2px;" class="toolLink">Print </div></a> </td> <td> <div style="margin-left: 3px;" class="toolLink"> <script type="text/javascript"> if (MCP_PLUCK) { gSiteLife.Recommend("ExternalResource",PluckItemID); } </script><div id="Recommend1208805984049" class="Recommend"><div style="display: inline;"><div class="Recommend_Container"> <a href="http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320.html#none" class="SiteLife_Recommend" onclick="return gSiteLife.PostRecommendation('ExternalResource','ConeStory|04_20_2008_2_4.20WILLIE','Recommend1208805984049', document.title ,'http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320.html' );">Recommend </a> </div></div></div> </div>  </td> </tr> <tr style="vertical-align: bottom;"> <td> <a id="comments_tool_link" target="_top" href="http://www.chron.com/disp/commnts.mpl/life/books/reviews/5710320.html"> <div style="display: inline; background-image: url(http://images.chron.com/photos/2007/04/23/pencil/pencil.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: 9px 0px; padding-left: 30px; height: 20px; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="toolLink">Comments <span class="commentCount">(2) </span></div></a> </td> <td style="line-height: 12px;"> <script src="http://d.yimg.com/ds/badge.js" badgetype="text" showbranding="1">houston_chron196:http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/buzz/5710320.html</script><span class="yahooBuzzBadge-form" id="yahooBuzzBadge-form"><a href="http://buzz.yahoo.com/article/houston_chron196/http%253A%252F%252Fwww.chron.com%252Fdisp%252Fstory.mpl%252Fbuzz%252F5710320.html"><span style="cursor: pointer; position: relative; padding-left: 20px; line-height: 16px;"><span style="background: transparent url(http://l.yimg.com/ds/orion/0.1.4/img/badge-logo.png) no-repeat scroll left top; cursor: pointer; display: block; position: absolute; top: 0pt; left: 0pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 16px; width: 16px;"></span>Yahoo! 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The musical icon's landmark will be celebrated with a career-comprehensive box set, his own issue of Texas Monthly, and this, the definitive biography of the Red Headed Stranger.</p> <p>Written by music scribe Joe Nick Patoski — who's penned books on Selena and Stevie Ray Vaughan — <em>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life </em>is just what the subtitle promises.</p> <p>Based on scores of interviews (including with Nelson himself), it's a lively, substantive account, closer to the treatment given a world-historical figure than a laid-back guitar picker. It is, however, perhaps the only such biography involving pot, whiskey, cocaine, shoot-outs, groupies and Julio Iglesias.</p> <p>Raised mainly by his grandparents in near poverty, young Willie — known as "Booger Red" for his habit of picking his nose until the blood started flowing — and little sister Bobbie quickly grew enamored of music, whether the conduit was Ernest Tubb or Jesus.</p> <p>At 6, Willie received his first guitar, a Stella model from the Sears catalog. Four years later, when he was paid $6 for doing a short performance — more than he could make for a whole day of picking cotton — he figured this music thing might be his calling. It would eventually take him far, far from the fields of his hometown.</p> <p>For Willie, <em>On the Road Again </em>isn't just a song but a way of life. Home is a tour bus, much to the disadvantage of his various wives and children, of course. Though part Native American, he might as well have been part Gypsy, too, for all the moving around he's done. Patoski even titles chapters by locations: Waco, Fort Worth, Nashville, Austin.</p> <p>Houston pops up numerous times as Willie threads through the city.</p> <p>Whether recording at ACA or Gold Star Studios, playing clubs like the Chuck Wagon and the Esquire Ballroom, doing time as a disc jockey for KRCT in Pasadena, or debuting his breakthrough record <em>Red Headed Stranger </em>at a local drive-in, Nelson clearly loved the Bayou City.</p> <p>Local friends like Johnny Bush and Paul Buskirk sustained him through some rough times.</p> <p>"Houston's hot, humid, buggy, and muggy climate was one ingredient in a strange gumbo that also included poverty, cheap guns, stoved-up passions, and redneck sensibilities fermented in alcohol; when cooked together, they fostered Houston's reputation as Murder City, USA," Patoski writes of the city in 1959. "But Big Houston was big fun, and big business."</p> <p>Certainly the reader comes away with an appreciation for Nelson's tenacity in fostering his career. Despite being told time and time again he couldn't sing, couldn't play, was odd-looking, and should stick to writing great songs like <em>Hello Walls, Crazy, </em>and <em>Night Life </em>for others, he scrabbled tirelessly for work. He knew he had more to offer. And he knew people eventually would get it.</p> <p>When they finally did, in Austin in the early '70s at the Armadillo World Headquarters and Soap Creek Saloon, his audiences became an odd combination of hippies and rednecks, brought together by the beatifically smiling man sporting long hair, beard and earring, playing a type of country music that both Bud-swillers and bud-smokers could appreciate. They famously came together at Nelson's annual "picnics," the first of which, in Dripping Springs in 1973, was bankrolled with a $5,000 loan from Houston lawyer Joe Jamail.</p> <p>Along the way, Willie's picked up a traveling coterie of like-minded souls in an extended "Family" the flip side of Charlie Manson's that might at any time encompass wives, ex-wives, children, business associates, bikers, spiritual advisers, musicians, crazies and the occasional gun-toting heavy. Patoski doesn't judge Willie's character or actions but leaves that for the reader.</p> <p>"Willie liked chaos. He liked anarchy," a band associate noted. Kris Kristofferson added that being around Willie was like "being around Buddha." Little seemed to faze him, be it his house burning down or his well-publicized battle with the IRS. And what a convincer, especially with women. When third wife Connie caught him stark naked in a bungalow with his <em>Honeysuckle Rose </em>co-star Amy Irving upstairs in bed, he somehow managed to calm her down, patch things up and send her on her way.</p> <p>The '70s, '80s, and '90s brought Willie worldwide superstardom on a level Hank Williams could not have dreamed of. It allowed him to follow his muse anywhere: He did an entire record of standards that no one thought would work but which became his biggest seller (<em>Stardust); </em>he did duets with friends and heroes like Ray Price, Merle Haggard and Waylon Jennings; he co-created Farm Aid; and he now promotes BioWillie fuel. While his recent recorded efforts are heavy on covers, he's still capable of delivering a surprise (<em>Spirit, Teatro, You Don't Know Me).</em></p> <p>Live shows remain where the faithful come to worship, some sporting "WWWD" ("What Would Willie Do?") T-shirts. And though the show is something of a rote experience, with a set list that's changed little in decades and incorporates more talk-singing than singing, when Willie locks eyes with an audience member, you can't help but feel a tinge of excitement. With <em>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life, </em>Patoski has written a fine book worthy of Willie.</p> <p><em>Bob Ruggiero is a Houston writer.</em></p><span style="font-style: italic;"></span> </div><br /><br />Village Voice<br /><br /><br />FW Star Telegram<br /><br /><p style="margin: 0px 0px 7px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><b>True to a troubadour</b></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 7px; line-height: 28px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:7;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:26;"><b>Texas-music writer tells Willie Nelson's story with warmth and simplicity</b></span></span></p> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11;">BY MALCOLM MAYHEW</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><b>SPECIAL TO THE STAR-TELEGRAM</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"></span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-size:12;" ><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Write a ton of fantastic songs, live a life in which you're constantly looking over your shoulder or over the edge, have the IRS seize your stuff and, in the end, redefine and reshape the landscape of country music, and you'd have writers pounding on your backstage door, too, wanting to pen your life story.</span></span></span></div> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >Willie Nelson, for whom all of the above has happened, certainly has a number of bios already out there, including the must-read salt-shaker that Nelson wrote with Bud Shrake, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" ><i>Willie: An Autobiography</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >. This month, Nelson turns 75 -- an apt time for Texas music writer Joe Nick Patoski to throw in his homage to one of the greatest country-music singers ever.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">Minus about two decades, Patoski has been kicking around nearly as long as Nelson. He's the author of books on Selena and Stevie Ray Vaughan, and he has written for numerous local, regional and national publications. Over the years, he has become the go-to guy whenever a Texas-music writer needs an expert quote or George Jones' cellphone number. There probably aren't too many other writers, in other words, as qualified to write about Nelson.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >Patoski and Nelson make for a good pairing throughout </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" ><i>An Epic Life</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >. Patoski writes much like Nelson sings: It's nothing fancy, but it's nonetheless warm and intriguing. Patoski doesn't go for any clever quips or turns of phrases here. Drawing on more than 100 interviews with Nelson, members of his Family band and various friends, he tells the story in a simple, readable language that reflects the earnestness of Nelson's music and, sometimes, embodies his hardscrabble life. Reading this is sort of like talking to someone who has a beer at Fred's every day.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">Just about every aspect of Nelson's life and career is covered, from his upbringing to his rise to fame, to his IRS woes and beyond. Clearly, the most fascinating part comes early on, though, as Patoski writes about Nelson's family roots in Arkansas -- which has been written about before, but perhaps not as extensively or intelligently. This, without question, took the type of research that goes beyond Googling "Willie Nelson background."</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">Fort Worth residents will undoubtedly appreciate the words devoted to Nelson's time in Cowtown. Names and places like Panther Hall, KCUL, the Cowtown Jamboree and Bo Powell were instrumental in the development of Nelson's career, and all are acknowledged here.</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" ><i>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >isn't as spicily written as Shrake's </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" ><i>Willie</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:12;" >, nor does it approach the juicier facets of Nelson's life with a paparazzi lens. Patoski takes a very simple approach here, letting Nelson's stories speak for themselves -- as they always have.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><b>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life</b></span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">by Joe Nick Patoski</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">*** 3 of 5 stars</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;">Little, Brown & Co. 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min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Little, Brown: 568 pp., $27.99</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">My favorite Willie Nelson story is of the young harmonica player who wanted to be in Nelson's band so much that he'd drive to shows just for the chance to sit in on stage.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Nelson liked the guy's soulful sound and figured the leader of their struggling group had hired the harmonica player. After a few nights, he asked what the harp player was being paid. When the bandleader said, "Nothing," Nelson declared, "Double his salary!"</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">The musician was Mickey Raphael, who's been at Nelson's side for nearly 35 years, as much a fixture in their live show as the Texas flag that unfurls each night -- and the story tells a lot about the good-natured, carefree approach that has helped make the singer-songwriter a widely beloved figure. He turns 75 on April 29.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Whether bringing hippies and rednecks together in the 1970s with his "outlaw" style of country music or encouraging politicians via Farm Aid concerts to help troubled family farmers, Nelson rests in the national consciousness just east of the folksy warmth of Will Rogers and west of the crusading stance of Johnny Cash. Most of all, he's a great singer, songwriter and storyteller.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">I've experienced Nelson's music through his recordings and concerts but was lucky enough to hear his storytelling firsthand -- in dozens of hours interviewing him, mostly on his custom tour buses.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Another favorite is the one about the wily Dallas promoter who would oversell a concert, then put "men's room" signs over all the exits, so that fans, after guzzling a few beers, would race to the restroom only to end up in the parking lot, the door locking behind them, thus allowing the promoter to let more people in the front door.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">It was also fun watching Nelson bust up laughing about how his first wife, Martha, got so tired of his coming home drunk that she wrapped him in a blanket after he passed out on the couch, sewed the ends then beat him with a broom. (Martha, pretty colorful herself, claims the story is nonsense. It'd be way too hard to sew a man in a blanket, she said. The truth, she adds: She tied him with a jump-rope then hit him with the broom.)</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Veteran author and music writer Joe Nick Patoski spent enough time around Nelson and his friends to fill a few dozen chapters of "Willie Nelson: An Epic Life" and still leave us wanting more. Though it's normally a problem to talk only to a subject's admirers, you've got to cut Patoski some slack. In nearly 40 years on the music scene, I can't remember anyone saying a bad word about Nelson.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">In this extensively researched biography, Nelson pretty much defines his philosophy when he tells an attorney why he doesn't need a formal estate plan: "I want the people around me to be happy, but I look at life as a roller coaster. When I'm up, I'm up. And when I'm down, I'm down. And I hope when it's all over, the money runs out just about the same time that I'm through with my life. Let's not plan. It's a lot more fun if we don't."</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Patoski takes no shortcuts: We learn about young Willie's upbringing in Texas, including how his grandparents (who for the most part raised him) encouraged him to play music. A quick learner, he was in his first band (and already getting drunk on beer) at age 10, but his career rise wasn't meteoric. To support himself while pitching songs to record companies in the late 1950s, he worked as a door-to-door salesman of Bibles and vacuum cleaners, a disc jockey and gas station attendant.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:13;" >Nelson's major breakthrough as a songwriter came in 1961 at age 28, when two recordings of his tunes -- Faron Young's version of "Hello Walls" and Patsy Cline's rendition of "Crazy" -- became smash pop </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:13;" ><i>and</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-size:13;" > country hits. But he had trouble getting record companies to take him seriously as a singer. They didn't like how he often sang behind the beat or injected phrasings more common to jazz.</span></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">The big thing in Nashville then was a pop-flavored sound, and Nelson didn't want any part of it. He had wide-ranging tastes -- Western swing, honky-tonk, Irving Berlin tunes -- and he wanted to embrace them all.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Whenever Nelson needed a boost of confidence or some money, he'd head back to Texas, where audiences appreciated his distinctive style. After severing ties with RCA, Nelson signed with Atlantic Records, which gave him creative control. He responded in 1974 with "Phases and Stages," one of the most stylish concept albums ever in country music, but Atlantic, home to Aretha Franklin and Led Zeppelin, didn't know how to market country music and soon closed its Nashville office.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Nelson quickly signed with Columbia Records, where he came up the following year with another concept work, "Red Headed Stranger," which featured Nelson tunes and some decades-old country songs. Columbia didn't think much of its commercial chances but trusted Nelson enough to release the album. It sold more than a million copies.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">About the same time, Nelson was teaming up in the studio and on the road with another Texas maverick, Waylon Jennings, to create the "outlaw" sound. Jennings leaned closer to rock than Nelson did, but both celebrated individual freedom, and crowds packed arenas and stadiums to see them.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Soon, Nelson seemed to be everywhere -- on movie screens in "The Electric Horseman" with Robert Redford and in "Honeysuckle Rose" with Amy Irving, as well as starring in made-for-TV films, releasing a flurry of new albums and playing at least 150 concerts a year.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Eventually, overexposure set in and record sales slowed. Things were changing again in Nashville. Record companies and DJs wanted fresh blood and lost interest in Nelson and other veteran figures such as Cash, Jennings and Kris Kristofferson. In 1985, the four teamed up as the Highwaymen, touring and recording together, making fabulous music, though Nelson also was soon on the road again on his own. He's still rolling across the country on that tour bus today.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Patoski describes just about everything that ever happened to Nelson, his four marriages, his addiction to the road, but he often leaves us feeling distant from the subject. Even more troubling is the lack of meaningful discussion of Nelson the artist.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">The songs -- even such classics as "Crazy" and "Angel Flying Too Close to the Ground" -- come and go without Patoski's examining them or asking Nelson about them. That leaves us with little sense of his place in country music, much less the entire pop spectrum. How does his singing and writing compare to those of Hank Williams, Merle Haggard or Cash? What is it about his music that connects so strongly with millions of fans?</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Patoski does venture briefly into criticism but errs badly when he claims that Nelson's music is somehow deeper and more significant than Haggard's. In truth, Haggard's tales of blue-collar lives -- "Mama Tried," "If We Make It Through December" -- are every bit as affecting as Nelson's best works.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">The absence of this critical insight is all the more disappointing because Nelson's songs are so beautifully crafted, complete with wordplay that is at once playful and poignant. In "Sad Songs and Waltzes," Nelson warns an ex-lover that he's writing about how she cheated and lied, and then delivers a wry punch line:</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>I'm writing a song all about you</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>A true song as real as my tears</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>But you've no need to fear it</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>Cause no one will hear it</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>Cause sad songs and waltzes</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>Aren't selling this year.</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Nelson's life has been an epic one, but he wouldn't be worth reading about if he weren't also an extraordinary musician who can touch us again and again with his engaging depictions of the human condition.</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;">Early in his career, Nelson wrote a song, "Half a Man," about the feeling of emptiness after a breakup. By failing to examine the foundation of Nelson's artistry and creative process, Patoski has given us "Half a Book." *</span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px; min-height: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><i>Robert Hilburn, The Times' former pop music critic, is writing a memoir about his four decades of covering rock 'n' roll.</i></span></span></div> <div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;">Dallas Morning News<br />http://www.guidelive.com/sharedcontent/dws/ent/books/stories/DN-williereview_0420gl.State.Bulldog.27e49dc.html<br /></span><span class="vitstorybody"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><h2 class="vitstoryheadline"><span class="vitstoryheadline">New Willie Nelson biography offers intimate details but light on revelations</span></h2></b></span> <span style=""><b><h5 class="vitstorydate"><span class="vitstorydate">10:46 AM CDT on Monday, April 21, 2008</span></h5></b></span> <span style=""><b><span class="vitstorybyline">By MARIO TARRADELL / The Dallas Morning News<br /><a href="mailto:mtarradell@dallasnews.com">mtarradell@dallasnews.com</a> </span></b></span> <span class="vitstorybody"> <p>  </p> <div class="biblockmore" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-left: 10px; width: 200px;"> <b><a class="bilabel">Also Online</a></b> <div class="biblockheads"> <p style="border-bottom: 0pt none rgb(153, 153, 153);"> <img src="http://www.dallasnews.com/images/ice3/icons/links.gif" style="display: inline;" /> <b>Exclusive excerpt:</b> <a href="http://booksblog.guidelive.com/archives/2008/04/excerpt-willie-nelson-an-epic.html"> Read a sample of <i>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life</i></a> </p> </div> </div>  <p> Willie Hugh Nelson is a transient man. He inherited that quality from his parents, restless people who didn't stay married long and never raised Willie and sister Bobbie before fleeing Abbott, Texas. </p> <p> So Willie has spent most of his adult life on the road, sometimes aimlessly shuffling through honky-tonks. </p> <p> Abbott was always home. Even in Willie's rootless existence, the Hill County city of 300 where his grandparents looked after him remains the perennial nurturing haven. </p> <p> "It keeps calling me back," Willie tells Texas writer Joe Nick Patoski in his biography of the country legend, <i>Willie Nelson: An Epic Life. </i> "You go back to where you feel good. It's not really a big surprise to me that I can't wait to get back there again and hang out or ... take off on some of those little roads." </p> <p> <i>An Epic Life</i> comes aptly titled. Willie Nelson is arguably the most respected and beloved Texas musician. His name, face, voice and personality are known and appreciated around the world. He's tried just about every style of music except, oh, rap and heavy metal. </p> <p> Mr. Patoski's portrait reads more studied than authoritative. In the midst of 498 exhaustively reported pages, he never quite puts such a monumental figure in proper context. Especially during the final third of the book, which takes us from the '90s to the present. </p> <p> This is the time to wax poetically about Willie Nelson. In the last 15 years, the bearded and braided singer-songwriter has enjoyed artistic carte blanche, much as he did during the '70s after the groundbreaking <i> Red Headed Stranger</i>. Since 1996's stark <i>Spirit, </i>he's recorded nine studio albums that cover reggae, pop, folk, children's music and ol'-time country. He's worked with young guns Kenny Chesney and Ryan Adams, as well as veterans Ray Price and Merle Haggard. </p> <p> But Mr. Patoski runs rapid-fire through the latter Willie. And while we do get more details on his current marriage to makeup artist Ann-Marie D'Angelo, the mother of sons Lukas and Micah, we don't get a real sense for why this is his longest relationship. After three other wives, what is it about Ann-Marie that made her able to harness such a notorious womanizer since 1991? We don't know. </p> <p> Mr. Patoski interviewed countless people close to Willie as well as the man himself, and his attention to detail is impeccable – if not overwhelming. The chapters on the origins of the raucous Fourth of July picnics offer such an excessive description of shady, behind-the-scenes characters and disorganizational intricacies that they nearly bring the book to a halt. Some things we don't need to know, Mr. Patoski. </p> <p> If you've read 1988's <i>Willie: An Autobiography</i>, half of <i>An Epic Life </i>is a rehash. And even if you haven't, Willie's life has been an open book. We already know about, say, his troubles with the IRS, the stories of angry spouses and the tales of debauchery during those early picnics </p> <p> Still, Mr. Patoski offers a few delicious nuggets. He describes an affair Willie had with <i>Honeysuckle Rose </i>co-star Amy Irving while he was married to Connie Koepke. Ms. Irving dumped him for Steven Spielberg. The book also divulges how conservationist Ann-Marie prompted Willie to embrace biodiesel fuel. </p> <p> Is <i>An Epic Life </i>enjoyable reading? Sure. This is Willie Nelson. His quotes are colorful. His friends and colleagues are funny, too. But it's telling that the final chapter of the tome is the best. Mr. Patoski takes us to Abbott, to a local church where Willie and his Family Band are performing. It's here where we experience the heart of Willie Nelson. He's home, literally and figuratively. </p> </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><br /></div><span class="vitstorybody"><span class="vitstorybody"><p> </p></span></span>Joe Nick Patoskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10504262446405758375noreply@blogger.com