At eighty-seven, the musician knows what it’s like to lose a partner, your house, all your money, those big dreams.
By Amanda Petrusich, The New Yorker
Illustration by Aline Zalko
“Well, you can’t make a record if you ain’t got nothin’ to say,” Willie Nelson sings on “Shotgun Willie,” the opening track from his LP of the same name, from 1973. Nelson, who turned eighty-seven in April, has released seventy full-length records since his début, …