Was just reading a review about the re-release of a solo album by the brother of legendary guitarist Link Wray, when I was surprised by the above quote about Dennis:
FOUND TREASURE: VERNON WRAY'S WASTEDYou already know Link Wray for instrumental guitar rock songs like "Rumble," which was so gory and lascivious, it was actually barred from radio play in the late 1950s. But Link's brother Vernon Wray was right there all along, sidemanning in Link's backing band the Raymen. After years of roaring rock & roll, he helped record Link's unjustly forgotten '70s LPs in the famous "Wray's Shack Three Tracks" clapboard backyard studio in the Maryland woods. Then he packed up — Shack and all! — and split for the Arizona desert, where he put his studio back together. And in 1972, he released his own definitive solo statement/one-word title/statement of purpose: Wasted. It's an absolutely beautiful album and something you'd never expect from a guy who helped his brother get banned from the airwaves. On Wasted, Vernon is a basso-voiced truth-teller like Johnny Cash, a lonesome outsider folk genius like Skip Spence, a heartbroken poet like Leonard Cohen, a master of art-brut production like Lee Hazlewood and
— like Dennis Wilson — an unexpected credit to a legendary family surname. Just weeks ago we were saying at Page Two headquarters in scenic Culver City that someone should reissue the sucker. Guess what? Tennessee label Sebastian Speaks just put it out on vinyl. Go get it now.
http://www.laweekly.com/2011-03-03/music/jim-dickinson-rides-again-vernon-wray-s-wasted/
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