... he had an heart-attack and died in La Jolla, California, on July 26th, 2013.
How I loved his laid-back music: own ALL his discs and listened to them several times, fondly... he represented for yours truly "America" long before going to USA, several times: the broad, blue skies, freedom, the highways and the back-porch playing and smoking and chatting and drinking with friends in the unknown, deepest province... not Americana, an undefined pout-pourri of B-movies cliches, but truest, living America... love, hauling, unfearful of moving and changing life and experiences.
Does it still exist or is it a romantic idea, now superseded by Wall Street's disasters, global crisis and wars... the contractors nightmares!
R.I.P. dear J.J. and thanks for giving the world your music, spanning decades of world changes, faithful to your soul...
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