Within A Few Degrees: A Little Gest of Bob Frank

This reticent and rather defensive teller of dark tales we would not always want to appear in has left behind a handful of unique recordings and fine compositions. Maybe his debut album was remarkable. But I failed to notice him back then. To me "World Without End" (2006) with John Murry, Jim Dickinsons and Nate Cavalieri's soundscape, along with recordist/mixer/producer Tim Mooney is the absolute record to never forget.

Born and raised in East Memphis, Bob Frank came into the marketplace in the late spring of 1972, a folksy curio in an era of singer-songwriter self-absorption. Frank spent many a stoned evening staggering alone through the mid-south urban gothic landscape of church steps and sleaze bars with his guitar glued to his arm, if not an actual extension of it. Songs would emerge from dreams or drunken visions.