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Levon Helm, corrections edition

So I did a post mourning Levon Helms and seem to have inserted two very unintentional videos to accompany it.

Any way, here's the post I intended to deliver.

Rest in peace.

In Mr. Helm’s drumming, muscle, swing, economy and finesse were inseparably merged. His voice held the bluesy, weathered and resilient essence of his Arkansas upbringing in the Mississippi Delta.