"A few lives were taken in defense of life, home or property but most occurred in what Kentucky law terms "sudden heat of passion". Such cases arise in "sudden affray", when the killer is aroused by such provocation on the part of the person slain as "is reasonably calculated to arouse the passions of an ordinarily prudent person beyond his control". When such a killing occurs, Kentucky law permits the jury to reduce the homicide from murder to manslaughter and to impose a relatively lenient prison sentence. This is precisely what occurred in most cases." --from Night Comes To The Cumberlands by Harry M. Caudill (Jesse Stuart Foundation, 2001)
James "The Hound" Marshall is a former WFMU deejay (1985-97), music writer and bar owner (Lakeside Lounge NYC, Circle Bar, New Orleans). He has contributed articles to dozens of mags and newspapers including the Village Voice, NY Times, LA Weekly, Spin, Penthouse Forum, New York Rocker, Newark Star-Ledger, East Village Eye, High Times (columnist for ten years), Kicks, and worse.
He also wrote liner notes to CD re-issues by Larry Williams and Johnny Guitar Watson, Ray Price, Eric Ambel, Challenge Records,The Okeh R&B Box, and others as well as compiling three volumes of the early rock'n'roll compilations Jook Block Busters (Valmor). At age 17 he edited two issues of the punk fanzine New Order (1977) He was born in Paterson, N.J. and raised mostly in Broward County, Florida, moving to New York City at age 18 in 1977 and has resided there ever since except for 1998-2002 when he split his time between New York and New Orleans. He has been acclaimed in print in the New York Times, Village Voice, Time Out New York, New York Magazine,The Manhattan Catalogue, and other publications you wouldn't be caught dead reading.
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ha - an unlikely (or maybe not) place to be reminded I've been meaning to read "Night Comes To The Cumberlands" for some time now.
Thanks Teach!
This reminds me of Wisconsin Death Trip.
Sounds reasonable to me.
The man with the hands on his hips is gonna go first.
They're trad, dad!
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