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  <review>
    <reviewbody>Tommy Johnson is wonderful. Undisputed master of the creepy falsetto! Nothing like it for bad moods and rainy days.</reviewbody>
    <reviewtitle>As always</reviewtitle>
    <reviewer>WolfieLupo</reviewer>
    <reviewdate>2008-03-08 22:26:12</reviewdate>
    <createdate>2008-03-08 22:26:12</createdate>
    <stars>5</stars>
  </review>
  <review>
    <reviewbody>Many people would describe this as Tommy Johnson's masterpiece, and for good reason.&#13;
Sterno at that time was often called "Canned Heat."&#13;
Johnson wails his sorrow of alcohol addiction, taken to the extreme of drinking Sterno, strained through bread, in the mistaken belief that somehow made it safe to drink.&#13;
Sadly, of course, he was wrong, and his later work rapidly deteriorated as his health predictably declined from his excesses.&#13;
However, this song stands out as a superlative blues wail, full of dread at what he clearly knows he is doing to himself, yet unable to force himself to stop.&#13;
If this song does not bring up the hairs on your neck, then you have no hair at ALL!</reviewbody>
    <reviewtitle>Truly one of the most chillings songs in the entire blues pantheon</reviewtitle>
    <reviewer>oldpink</reviewer>
    <reviewdate>2009-11-18 05:40:13</reviewdate>
    <createdate>2009-11-18 05:40:13</createdate>
    <stars>5</stars>
  </review>
  <info>
    <num_reviews>2</num_reviews>
    <avg_rating>5.00</avg_rating>
  </info>
</reviews>
