Monday, July 11, 2011


We stopped at general goods store named "Country Store" to fill our RV's depleted propane tank. As I walked up to door to speak with the Clerk/Owner met a man named "Bud" who happened to be sitting on a Vietnam era Huey Helicopter seat, now make shiftily clamped to the front porch of this middle of nowhereish store near Snowflake, Arizona. He was contently sipping on a cup of coffee watching passersbys. I struck a conversation and it was only a minute or two later that I grabbed my recorder to get the rest of the conversation. I guess it was rush hour Country Store style since within minutes a swarm of people briskly floated in and out the front door including Hunters, Ranchers, Drillers, Bikers and Native Americans. Bud Powel is just another example of a genuine American, big hearted and full of interesting stories, not to mention he had one of the coolest voices I've heard in a long time. Please Enjoy!

- Conversation with Bud Powel at "Country Store", 13 Miles East of Snowflake, Arizona (Please use headphones where possible), 2011.
Recorded with a Marantz PMD661 & Rode NTG-1.

The End.

1 comment:

althea said...

Cool~ I guess Bud seems to be just simple in his life. I like how you write in this post. Very descriptive. Thank you!

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