My muddled childhood impression of Willie revolves around his distinctive long hair and dress: cowboy boots and flannel shirt, which stood out in middle school. These threads were almost always on full display at Charlottesville’s downtown walking mall, where Willie would be casually slaying his acoustic axe in front of a guitar case overflowing with greenbacks. Willie Denton-Edmundson and I grew up in Charlottesville, VA, at the same time, and lingering in my mind is the notion that, as the older people put it, this kid had it. Homeboy was the next big thing; he was going to make it. There was a distance between our paths through adolescence, but Willie found his way into my life via the lore surrounding his presence in the local music scene. …CONTINUE…