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The report from Asheville is that 90 percent of them here are lost 60s-generation acid casualties or 20-something hippie-wanna-be burnouts trying to make enough cash for their daily pack of cigarettes. They all play the same Dylan, Simon and Garfunkle, and Dead songs on 20-dollar guitars and have no singing voice, just a lot of bravado. The streets are full of them. The other 10 percent are mediocre folksinger-songwriter types who go on and on about the mountains.
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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