After i left jack white, i went to see bobby braddock just down the street at the sony studios on nashville's music row. Braddock wanted to introduce me to a good friend of his, a singer song writer named casey bowles. They talked about how they both grew up in the church of christ, the most strict of southern fundamental denominations. And they talked about alvis. Do wer you wil sing that songe, you may say, ot? We were in the biggest of the sony recording studios, on the main floor, in a corner where the piano was. Tat's e turch across the alto 30 something, long red hair