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I don't post the entire song. Unless I have rights to distribute, I cut to around two minutes.




01-4-10... We give the order, the subconscious does the work.

Lyrics like these must come from the cosmos, the conduit Johnny Cash, the song Big River.


01-6-10... To know the truth about any condition heals it.

Evolving from the brother duos of the 1930's like the Blue Sky Boys and Charlie and Bill Monroe, the Louvin Brothers revived the style in the 1940's and '50's. With Ira on mandolin and Charlie on guitar, the Louvin Brothers elevated the vocal stylings to new levels by use of clever interplay of their voices, each of them alternating between lead and backup several times within one song.

Today's post is a perfect example. After singing the first line, Ira fades back in holding the vowel while letting Charlie take the lead, and then Ira pops the high tenor with ear-piercing accuracy as the brothers sing melody and harmony together. I Don't Believe You've Met My Baby


01-8-10... The real name of Grandpa Jones was Louis Marshall. He began his career on radio in the 1930's and developed the Grandpa character long before aging into the role. The bit was comedy, but none of it would've worked had he not been a talented singer and musician with guitar, banjo, and hammer dulcimer. He was a standard on the Grand Ole Opry for 50 years, and was greatly loved for continuing to perform the old-time styles of country and gospel throughout, despite the coming and going popularity of other sounds like honky tonk and countrypolitan.

This song from 1958 is all about message, and although his backup singers on occasion do a poor job of synchronizing with him, Louis "Grandpa Jones" Marshall rings out loud and clear these important lyrics while adding some good guitar work to enhance the catchy melody. Falling Leaves


01-11-10... Hank Williams wants to get away from a hurtful woman and start fresh, but his mind isn't ready. So, he concedes defeat with his uniquely pained vocaling in You Win Again.


01-13-10... Thinking "I can" brings expansion and forward movement. Thinking "I can't" brings retraction.

Carson Robison's the rube come to the big city. Rather than saying "I can" fend for myself to find good times, he puts his trust (and his money) to a complete stranger, with bad result the obvious outcome, in I'm Going Back.


01-15-10... Sometimes events occur on levels anywhere from personal to global which make us wonder what in the hell we're doing here. Sometimes we're made to feel so small and insignificant that our spirits are sapped, our energy and optimism drained, and we teeter on the edge of a depression from which we're not sure we can recover.

Fortunately, there is one universal element always available to support us -- love -- love of a mate, love of family, love of humankind in all possible expressions. Music is one of those expressions, and every now and then we are gifted with a near-perfect coming together of melody, lyrics, voice and instruments. For me, this song is one that never fails to lift my spirits regardless of whatever's dragging me down. It's the voice of George Jones circa 1957, and not surprisingly, the title includes the word love. The Treasure of Love


01-18-10... I hope you're coming off a weekend where you found some intimate time alone with your significant other. If you're a man, and you got some of that time, I'll bet you're still thinking about her. Uh-huh, I know, Monday morning and you're still remembering... still wanting more... can't wait for the work shift to end so you can get home to touch, to kiss, and like JOHN CONLEY, to tell her what she means to you. He says it in song. In My Eyes


01-20-10... Spirit cannot be destroyed. It is the opposite of matter. Matter wears out, but spirit does not because spirit is substance. Ask John Lennon. He said it this way, and this is just a couple of the phrases from his extremely introspecitve song: There's nothing you can do that can't be done. Nothing you can know that can't be known. Nothing you can see that can't be shown.

Fitting for the times, I think, that Mr. Lennon's song is currently featured in a television advertisement. We should listen carefully when it runs. Same could be said for Bob Nolan's song from 1934. In some parts of the U.S., it seemed the earth was destroying itself, and this cowboy tune performed by Mr. Nolan and the Sons of the Pioneers metaphorically tells of lives displaced by the Dust Bowl and Great Depression. Tumbling Tumbleweeds


01-22-10... Now that it's all a done deal, I'll tell you what I find saddest of all regarding NBC's big screw-up with Conan O'Brien. He tried to take the Tonight Show back to the Johnny Carson style, a true talk show. Conan conversed with his guests. Knew when to shut up and listen. Knew when to interject and keep it lively. Did you notice how his guests were staying after their segment? Sitting on the couch until the show ended, rather than just coming on to plug their whatevers and then leaving? Celebrities interacting and enjoying themselves makes for great television. That's how Johnny did it. He created an atmosphere where his guests wanted to stay for the entire party. And it was a party. That's why we watched. It's too bad the network heads couldn't give Conan and company time to re-establish that tradition as he was trying to do.

All right, there's a dozen other reasons why NBC's decision is such a head-scratcher, but I'll get on with the music pone.

Nine kids and a wife? Man, this guy sure knows how to boink it, and Merle Haggard sure knows how to sing it. Working Man Blues


01-25-10... Thought control is key to individual destiny, and one sure-fire way to keep negatives like anger or jealousy from taking over and ruining your mood is to substitute. For example, if you hear about something stupid that Rush Limbaugh said, think instead of something sweet, like donuts, or of how Homer Simpson so dearly loves donuts... or, you could think of this melody which was first put to record in 1928 by the Carter Family. Wildwood Flower


01-27-10... Practice makes perfect. Simplicity itself, and applicable to both thought and action.

Here's another song about a train. Steam engine, of course, as the rhythmic chugging of steam-powered drive train powers the tempo, motion and emotion of Jimmy Dickens and his version of Fireball Mail.


01-29-10... At age 18, Bolivar Lee Shook jumped a freight train, but in jumping off he broke his leg, crippling him for life. Unable to do manual labor of worth, he turned to music, learned piano and taught it. He also composed songs of his own. You can see where this is headed... had he not injured himself, he probably would never have written this classic, first published in 1943 and made famous by Lester Flatt, Earl Scruggs and the Foggy Mountain Boys when they recorded it in 1959.

Turns out it was their first chart-topper, and despite all the great songs we know by Flatt & Scruggs, this one remained on the charts longer than any of them. Another milestone, it is the first song in which they used five-part harmonies, and did so quite admirably, I might add. See... or hear... what you think. Cabin on the Hill




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