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I'm Naomi Judd's husband. It deals with her hepatitis and ends with her
sending Wynonna on her own. His name is Larry Strickland and he's got a
slow, laconic, quiet quality to him. He's a bass singer; he sang for The
Stamps, a quartet who backed up Elvis. I have to take my shirt off in two
weeks so I have to do situps, tone up my boney self -- I should be hanging
in the garage between a rake and a hoe. For me, one of the fun things was, Larry has a real deep voice, so
[speaking with a high Southern accent] I got to do the audition like that
and [lowering his voice] turn it down and down and down until I finally
got to where it should be. I guess [Naomi] checked me out a little bit.
She saw the screen test and then hummed and hawed. And then I met Larry,
and he said, "We used to do something called `low talking'. When you do
something called `low talking' to a woman you haven't met before, they
just melt." |