Josh Brown’s Reviews > Crossroads > Status Update

“Standing at the console, Russ was plunged into the hissing, low-fidelity world from which Robert Johnson was singing. He’s never felt more pierced by the beauty… He was an outsider, a latter-day parasite—a fraud. It came to non that /all/ white people were frauds, a race of parasitic wraith-people, and none more so than he” (383)