Marty Stuart is a thoughtful, driven man. Make no mistake he has talent down to the bone but he knows talent will only get you so far and Marty Stuart wants everything. He wants your soul baby.

Driven? Consider the year 1970 and a 11 year old Mr. Stuart asking his mom to buy him a bright yellow shirt for the Choctaw Fair. Why? Connie Smith (29 and married at the time) is performing there and he wants to make sure she notices him. The young man is not only smitten, he has a plan. In the car on the way home from the Fair, he tells his mother "I'm going to marry Connie one day." It took him 27 years, but that's exactly what he did.

Being a thoughtful man, he concedes that even Jesus needed helpers so he has assembled an elite band of Nashville heartbreakers and life takers to assist him in spreading the Hillbilly Hoodoo Gospel. Seperately they are: "Cousin Kenny" Vaughn on guitars, "Handsome Harry Stinson" on drums and "The apostle Paul" Martin on Fender Precision Bass. Together they are The Fabulous Superlatives.

Mr. Stuart takes into account the importance of iconography and ritual as a means of fascilitating worship and here he casts a broad net. The very first item placed on the stage is nothing less than Clarence White's fabled Telecaster. Just standing there dead silent in the middle of the stage, it calls the faithfull in like a bell. Later, Mr. Stuart will also haul out Bill Monroe's old Gibson Mandolin and flail away on it lake it was a $300 made-in-Korea replica. There is power in the old wood.