Friday's Random Ten
O'Carolan's Concerto - - moi
Jordan Am a Hard Road to Travel - - - Merle Travis
Leaving Louisiana In The Broad Daylight - - - Oak Ridge Boys
No Lonesome Tune - - - Townes Van Zandt
Reason To Believe - - Tim Hardin
54-46 (That's My Number) - - - Toots and the Maytalls
Mozart's Horn Concerto in F #3 - - Barry Tuckwell
Dunmore Lassies - - Chieftains with Ry Cooder
Pass The Dutchie - - Musical Youth
Hard Time on the Killing Floor - - Chris Thomas King
Bonus
Biko - - - Sweet Honey in the Rock
what ya'll listenin' too?
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posted by The Minstrel Boy at 8:08 AM
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Roll over Beethoven -CB
Johnny B. Good - CB
Day Tripper- Beatles
Dust in the Wind - Kansas
All Along the Watchtower - Hendrix
Hey Joe - Hendrix
Sunshine of Your Love - Cream
Tears in Heaven -Clapton
Hotel California - Eagles
Long Train Runnin'- Doobies
Bonus
Whippin' Post (Filmore East version) - Allman Brothers Band
i have cited Whippin' Post as one of the greatest examples of an audible from the crowd. They introduce "In Memory of Elizabeth Reed" and a drunk voice from the crowd hollers out "WHIPPING POST!" there's a moment of confusion and Dickey Betts starts to rumble his bass strings, next thing you know, Dwayne starts to rip nasty. in about 10 seconds the entire band is killing it.
fuckin' magic sez i.
Sr y Sra Horsedooty went to a greasy bbq joint here in town and supported live music last night. A singer/songwriter named Tommy Alverson hosts a show most Thursdays and last night he had a guest duo with him. Jed and Kelly from Memphis. They had a guy with them that I believe is named Mike Davis. Very intense and excellent songwriter. Kelly is as close to a throwback hippie chick as I have seen in many years. Pretty good songs good singing. Good time had by all.
yo soy Horsedooty!
bbq is best served greasy. i once cracked up Madame Zenobia herself at her own Q & Blues joint in watts by intoning in a very deep bass voice
put down your barbeque chicken baby, i'm gonna kiss you on your greeeeeeeezzzy lips.
it's good to hear there are still some cool hippy chicks out there.
... and fuckin' magic it is, too.
I used to go see those boys while they were playin' under their other names (probably as the Hour Glass) when they'd come to the Oporto Armory in Birmingham in the late 60's, and may have caught them in the very early Allman Brothers Band configuration before they left Macon for NY, but my memory is pretty foggy on that. It was amazing how much higher a cut of talent they had than anyone else out there on the armory and skating ring circuit. Then I got the chance to see them at Foster auditorium - probably early '71 - in Tuscaloosa, and they just fuckin' tore the place apart. I've been a huge fan ever since. Last saw them in Richmond around 1990, and they put on a wonderful show for about 3 hours, with a 15 minute intermission. And I got in on student tickets (I was in law school at the time) - probably the best $8 I spent while I was in law school.
one of the saddest experiences i've had in my career was with greg. he was married to cher at the time, knocking around the studios, trying to get something going, trying to move on with his career. he was trying, reaching, and failing to touch the magic that was present when that group was on their game. one afternoon we were packing up from backing some rising new star on a demo they were making in the hope of attracting a label and greg just stopped me and said "hey, would you get out the slide and play statesboro with me?" i said sure. i started out doing some dwayne licks and when i looked up greg was crying. i sorta broke down too. then we went out and got real fucking drunk.
Listening to -
Lucinda Williams, "Car Wheels on a Gravel Road" (recommended)
Sleater-Kinney - The Woods (not recommended)
I don't listen to as much music as I used to. Probably why I don't write songs like I used to also.
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