GRAND BALLROOM

Let Them Talk is probably best explained by the fellow himself:

"I was not born in Alabama in the 1890s. You may as well know this now. I?ve never eaten grits, cropped a share, or ridden a boxcar. No gypsy woman said anything to my mother when I was born and there?s no hellhound on my trail, as far as I can judge. Let this record show that I am a white, middle-class Englishman, openly trespassing on the music and myth of the American south. If that weren?t bad enough, I?m also an actor: one of those pampered ninnies who hasn?t bought a loaf of bread in a decade and can?t find his way through an airport without a babysitter. I wouldn?t be surprised to find that I?ve got some Chinese characters tattooed on my arse. Or elbow. Same thing. Worst of all, I?ve broken a cardinal rule of art, music, and career paths: actors are supposed to act, and musicians are supposed to music. That?s how it works. You don?t buy fish from a dentist, or ask a plumber for financial advice, so why listen to an actor?s music?"

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