I took this photo at the Country Music Hall of Fame in Nashville over Memorial Day weekend. I want this suit (and shirt) so badly that I can taste it:
I’m not sure if it would detract from a story, though. I kind of try to be as relatable as possible, and this might push it. On the other hand, if Porter Wagoner, Buck Owens, Dolly Parton and pretty much every other country star can pull off a brain-burning suit like this one in contrast to an “aw, shucks” personality, who’s to say someone else can’t?
Here are a two shots of Gram Parsons’ infamous Nudie suit, just for kicks:
I like to imagine that anyone who puts this on gets infected with Gram Parson’s spirit – sort of like the Venom symbiote from the spider-Man franchise. Once it’s on, you’re headed down hard to an amateur cremation, but you get to play the hell out of a guitar along the way.