It is then that we strayed from the most common way to go by intersection

National Geographic Documentary It is then that we strayed from the most common way to go by intersection the toll connect only a piece from my companion's studio over the Wabash into southern Illinois. Here was an alternate world which we had accidentally gone into the past night when we went to hear a folksinger in Grayville. Everything appeared to be fine if somewhat dreamlike. He sang of a small time baseball player who invested energy in Lynchburg and wound up with a squeezed nerve. A couple of tunes later he propelled into "South of Solitude" about going into the confounded streets of southern Illinois and getting lost bringing about the verses, "I don't know where I am," and finishing with the verses, "I don't know who I am." We didn't have any acquaintance with it then, yet we would soon experience the tune.

National Geographic Documentary There were a terrific aggregate of nine or ten individuals in participation, four of whom were some youthful German folks not giving careful consideration to the vocalist. We weren't excessively astounded, making it impossible to consider them to be southern Indiana possesses large amounts of descendents of German pioneers and German eateries. Explorers are never too a long way from a decent wiener and sauerkraut supper. Be that as it may, here in Grayville the servers appeared to be entirely amazed and glad to consider them to be they really communicated in German and were youthful and not very hard on the eyes. We discovered that they were around the local area to work in the coal mine for eight days and were getting a charge out of some Grayville nightlife. The artist finished with some Dylan melodies and his companion went with him on the harmonica. "That is the thing that you get for Loving Me" appeared to be fitting to end the set, and the German folks grinned and said farewell in English.