A folklore-laden, bluesy trip to the devil's crossroads with bluenotes and hellhounds tripping behind the beatWood Sweeney needs to find a way out of the deal he just made with the devil. Or a just way to slay the prince of darkness. He wanted to know who he could have been if he'd done one thing differently, and the devil deal was too tempting to turn down.And why wouldn't he be tempted? He's perfectly dissatisfied at work, he's been fighting with his wife, and his daughter just got picked up by the police.The grinning devil makes a quick snip-snip life story alteration, and Wood lives a life perfectly forged for his own pleasure. But can he dodge the deals, the devils and the hellhounds?Stones in My Passway - like the blues it was born of - is a harrowing transcendental journey.Sometimes sexy, sometimes comical, sometimes heart-rending - always enjoyable.

After meeting the devil herself at a lonely crossroads not far outside of Swift Current, Saskatchewan, Jim Jackson got an exclusive interview with the Princess of Darkness and a short-lived staff position as her PR writer. From that gig, he came away with a supernatural ability to tell a tale, putting him up there with liars like Herodotus, the guy who sold me all that land in Florida and Donald Trump. But he's modest about his talent. "What's this interview for?" he confided to me, taking a long swig of Bordeaux. "How did you get this number?" Powerful words. An author, public speaking instructor, wine lover and amateur blues musician, Jim can be found on the lonely, sepia-hued plains of Southern Alberta, or traveling the country, notebook, corkscrew and mouth harp in hand, looking for really good stories. What's yours? Sit down. Grab a glass. Tell your story.