George Jones

… died a year ago today.

Jones was an acquired taste for me, one I acquired well after the peak of his popularity — though I can actually remember when someone first identified him for me on the radio 50 years ago — a male Billie Holiday in his ability to convey the emotion of a song — and I do consider that the highest praise.

This essay about Jones — and so much more — is simply incredible. If you’ve read nothing else about the singer, read this by Tom Junod.

George Jones, Mama, and Me