I very much like this song, especially for the spoken intro. But the rest is smashing too.
I very much like this song, especially for the spoken intro. But the rest is smashing too.
Excellent new track and video by Tennessee Punkgrass heroes/duo Grace And Tony. No, I still haven’t got any of their records, but it’s just a matter of time now.
(1992 Polygram Records)
Arkansas Traveler, the third and last album Michelle Shocked released for Mercury/Polygram records ‘received little commercial notice’ according to Shocked’s Wikipedia entry. Which shows you exactly how underrated this album is. Not only to ‘the public’ (which proves once again how poor taste it has, generally speaking), but also in the music critics and opinions – at leat that is the impression you get looking for information about the album in places such as her own website, not to mention other places you would expect to find one of the classic and most amazing Roots music records ever. It’s not really mentioned all too often and when it is it’s mostly the album that didn’t do well – a greatly undeserved accolade.
It was, fortunately, however re-released together with her other early work on her own Mighty Sound label, made possible thanks to the fact that she retained the rights to her work when she signed to Mercury (wise move, that). Which means that if you don’t know the album you should still be able to get it should my review entice you to do that. The album I am writing about here however is the original 1992 version.
She is undoubtedly best known and most revered for her 1988 album Shot Sharped Shocked with its iconic cover image – and the standout track Anchorage, her ‘greatest’ (and pretty much only) chart hit. However good that album is (haven’t heard that in ages I have to confess, as I don’t currently own a copy – it’s been on my to-buy list for a very long time). Of course I love Anchorage a lot too (how can you not?), but Arkansas Traveler is most definitely my favorite album of hers by a long shot.
Even just reading a list of the artists involved on here is jaw-dropping, really. And that’s a long list indeed, but I just have to give you that here,although I am not too keen on name-dropping generally: The Band. Don Was/Mitchell Froom/Jerry Scheff/Kenny Aronoff. The Red Clay Ramblers (w/Bernie Leadon). The Hothouse Flowers (Anybody rembering them?). Uncle Tupelo. Taj Mahal. Doc Watson (R.I.P) & Jerry Douglas. Alison Krauss & Union Station.Rising Fawn String Ensemble (feat. Norman and Nancy Blake). (Paul Kelly) & The Messengers. Jimmy Driftwood (R.I.P.) Her father ‘Dollar Bill’ and brother Max Johnston (later of Uncle Tupelo, Wilco and The Gourds).
So far, so good. Just names. But what this list doesn’t tell you is what each and every single artist mentioned here (and the ones not mentioned by name in their respective bands) contributes to making this album, well, one of the best albums of all-time, especially as far as Roots music is concerned. I kid you not. Of course this is an entirely personal and subjective matter. But the sheer quality you get on each track is utterly amazing. I would assume she had the time of her life recording this album – although getting all the artists together must have been a hell of a lot of work. Pleasant in nature of course, but doubtless there must have been a lot of hurdles to get them all to commit to this project. But given they must have all been artists for which the joy of playing comes first it most probably didn’t take them too much convincing to join the fun. In any case all of the tracks on the album are brimful with energy, enthusiasm and the fun I assume was had by all is palpable anywhere, but especially in her vocals.
Irish band The Hothouse Flowers for example. Not the first band you would expect to creep up on here, but they were huge in the late 1980’s, if only for a short time (if I remember correctly). I have got no idea what became of them, but their track on here is brilliant. It’s pretty much a classical upbeat Irish Folk tune, with Tin Whistle, Bodhran and Bouzouki and it sounds exactly as you would expect it to, best part is the high-speed part towards the end – full of joy and as entertaining as the best songs that fall into that category ever sounded.
Album opener 33RPM Soul and Hold Me Back (Frankie And Johnny) are both Soul and Rhythm&Blues influenced guitar pop songs – both influences not among my favorite musical styles, but nevertheless I very much like and enjoy them both considerably. Especially Frankie And Johnny (which pretty much everybody knows in one version or the other) is a lot of fun, being recorded in Memphis’ Sun Studio and with Clarence ‘Gatemouth’ Brown on viola and a couple of brass instruments courtesy of Brown’s band Gate’s Express it’s a classic example of that city’s musical sound. Come A Long Way sounds a bit like Anchorage but to describe it simply as a successor to that song merely written to have a follow-up hit, which sounds quite shady, would be very wrong. It’s great and a lovely, airy semi-acoustic song – it has been always somewhere in my head for the past 22 years, full of ringing acoustic guitars, harmonica and mandolins and a nice, imaginative story about Los Angeles, the city Shocked now calls her home.
Secret To A Long Life has written The Band (although I have to confess to a rather sketchy familiarity of their work) all over it, with Garth Hudson’s unmistakable Accordion the most prominent instrument. Contest Coming, recorded with the until then unbeknownst to me, Red Clay Ramblers (excellent name that btw), is the first track on here steeped ankle-(actually rather knee)-deep in traditional music with entirely acoustic instruments such as Banjo, Accordion, Fiddle and the like – the result ia a good-natured romp through Bluegrass and Hillbilly with a short vocal and a longer up-speed and instrumental Jam-band part.
Shaking Hands (Soldier’s Joy) is one of the tracks I most probably bought this album for, being recorded with what then (and still is nowadays) one of my favorite bands during the early 1990’s Uncle Tupelo. It’s also the only track on the album on which the vocals are mainly handled by somebody other than Michelle Shocked, in this case Uncle Tupelo’s Jay Farrar. If you have been following this blog since the beginning you will know how much I admire their work (and especially Farrar’s, although I have to admit I haven’t celebrated their class on here not nearly enough, but that is still to come). Anyway, Soldier’s Joy, the well-known fiddle tune with its roots in British Folk music is nowadays mainly known for its Civil War area meaning and features lyrics told by soldiers fighting on the Confederate side – absolutely fitting then that this track was chosen for them, hailing from Belleville, IL, just outside of Missouri. Musically it’s very much indicative of how they sounded in this time period, it could’ve been lifted straight from their 1993 album Anodyne. Apparently during the recording they got to know Shocked’s brother Max Johnston who would end up playing on that album as well as later in Wilco. It’s the most rocking track on the album with a driving beat and a field snare drum, although a mandolin provides the most prominent sound flourish for me.
Jump Jim Crow features only Michelle Shocked’s (or as she called herself throughout the album Arkansas Traveller’s) mandolin and voice and Taj Mahal’s guitar – his vocal contributions however are limited to growled/grunted ‘mmmh’s and ‘hhh’s. This sounds a tad stupid written here, but actually it sounds bloody amazing. The music is reduced, primeval acoustic Folk-Blues at its very best.
The following three tracks Strawberry Jam, Prodigal Daughter and Blackberry Blossom root the album even more in traditional Roots music – and up the ante even more in terms of pure loveliness. Shocked’s crystal-clear voice and Doc Watson/Jerry Douglas/Mark O’Connor’s outstanding work on guitar/Dobro and fiddle respectively work wonderfully on the relaxed Strawberry Jam. Prodigal Daughter with Alison Krauss & Union Station starts off utterly gorgeous too with both voices complementing each other very well in the first part of the song and Krauss’ fiddle hovering over the sound to very fine effect. That’s only the first 3 and a half minutes though, the other 3 minutes are given over to a breakneck-speed Bluegrass hoedown. Fantastic stuff.
Blackberry Blossom is probably the loveliest of them all. It features Norman and Nancy Blake doing what they do best, namely playing a flatpick guitar and cello (James Bryant’s fiddle work is not bad either). The result is a slightly melancholic and almost classical chamber music piece of work, with delicate and highly accomplished contributions by everybody involved.
Weaving Way with musical backing by Paul Kelly’s Messengers is a bit more conventional again, not very remarkable stylistically, but a fine guitar-centric Pop song nevertheless. Unfortunately Paul Kelly himself is not present on the finished track – he was another one of my favorite artists back then and in the late 1980’s and big in his native Australia, so I would have loved to hear his voice too.
The last two tracks on the album Arkansas Traveler and Woody Guthrie’s Woody’s Rag finish off the album in style, tucked at the end of the album they are both high points of it in my opinion. Both tracks are pretty much a family affair, with Shocked accompanied by her dad ‘Dollar’ Bill Johnston on Mandolin and her brother Max on guitar, with The Eagles’ Bernie Leadon (who also plays a rather large role throughout the album) the only non-family member (on both tracks he’s playing the Banjo). Arkansas Traveler is a largely instrumental track, only intermitted by a couple of short conversation pieces between an Arkansas farmer and a guy that’s lost and asking him for the way. They are very funny and original indeed: ‘hey farmer you been livin’ here all your life? Not yet.’ or ‘hey farmer, when you gonna fix that leakin’ roof? Aah, stranger, when it rains it’s too wet to fix it, and when it’s dry it’s as good as any man’s house’.
Woody’s Rag is rather short instrumental and sounds exactly as the title implies and is a great way to end this most amazing album indeed. As you will have noticed by now I absolutely adore it and I am slowly running out of superlatives to describe just how much I do.
Listening to the album of course it is not really a surprise that Mercury/Polygram probably didn’t handle that release very well and that for Shocked’s fans it was maybe a step too far into archaic Roots music territory. But I can’t help but wonder if that could be different nowadays as that kind of music is a bit more fashionable thanks to the popularity of films such as the Coen Brother’s O Brother Where Art Tho? and artists such as Old Crow Medicine Show and Gillian Welch (and Dave Rawlings).
However, as I said before, for me it’s one of the very best albums out there and never far from my stereo – although I did neglect it for a few years and probably did not listen to it as often as I should have back then (although I loved it from the beginning). But I was young and foolish then so it wasn’t ‘cool’ then (you know how it is, don’t you? ). Thanks God I’m a bit wiser now.
Sorry if that review turned out a bit long – I was just trying to give the album the justice it deserves, even though I know very few people will get to read it, on my little blog not many people know about.
Another magnificent track by Joshua James, this time, and very welcome to me, keeping it on the quiet side. It also comes with a rather nice Folky 60’s vibe and reminds me a bit of the Shins’ best track New Slang (one of my all-time fave songs).
I don’t really know all too much about Chad Elliott’s musical work and don’t own his latest album Redemption Man which this track is taken from (yet), but I do know that he’s also a very talented visual artist. Judging from this splendid, relaxed and downright lovely song it’s hight time I rectify that (I will soon). The fact that it also features background vocals by Pieta Brown, who I also admire greatly, as you can tell from checking out this post or this one and was produced by Mr. Bo Ramsey, further add to the appeal this song holds for me.
In March 2013 I finally, and belatedly, discovered the music of Greg Brown and through his albums, also that of Bo Ramsey, his long-term musical partner, and not only in my opinion I guess, guitar genius. How fond I have grown of either artist should come as now surprise if you have browsed through this blog before. I posted raving reviews of Greg Brown’s album If I Had Known and Bo Ramsey’s very fine album Fragile and have been listening to both artists a hell of a lot of time last spring and summer (and still do, actually). When planning last year’s trip through the Midwest which lead me, only partly coincidentally, through Iowa, I was looking to find out if Greg Brown was playing any shows in the 2 weeks I was there – without too much hope that would actually be the case. So I guess you can imagine that I was more then overjoyed to discover that both were playing a show in the central Iowa town of Ames which I could easily fit into my schedule. After spending about 10 exciting and interesting days on the road travelling through Nebraska and Iowa their show on the 27th of September was ideally timed towards the end of my trip so the timing was right too.
Unfortunately I neglected to take notes about the songs they played but it was, naturally, an excellent show. I was especially surprised and delighted about Bo Ramsey’s brief 7 or so song set in the beginning. He sounded quite different compared with his album Fragile, which was the only album of his I currently know (a fact I plan on rectifying soon). He sounded very energetic, slightly rough, with songs, as far as I could follow the lyrics, mainly about travelling on dirt roads, trains and other similarly rustic subject matter, which was of course much to my liking.
Their set together was also splendid, but as I wrote above I can’t really remember exactly which songs they played. As Greg Brown has released about 25 studio albums throughout his career, they have obviously got a wide variety of brilliant songs to choose from. Unfortunately I wasn’t really able to take good quality photos as the show was packed and I was a bit locked in the middle of the audience, so the photos on here are rather poor, sorry about that. But just being there was a dream come true and most probably a chance to catch them playing a show together I won’t have again, so I am absolutely happy with how things went.
Pretty much the only song I do remember hearing is Here In The Going Going Gone. As I didn’t possess The Poet Game at the time, it was brand new to my ears. It immediately became one of my favorite Greg Brown songs, in my opinion it’s one of his finest compositions, both musically, but especially lyrically. It was also immediately stuck in my head, so back in my hotel I tried to find a video of it on YouTube, I didn’t find one of his versions but I found this absolute gem of a cover version. I must have watched the video about 10 times that night (and many more since). The guys playing this seem to be only gigging in the Seattle area and I could find very little information about their work, and, sadly, no recording. I was a little bit sceptical about the singer’s voice at first, but have become quite fond of it in the meantime. And that violin is just wonderful. A cover version doing a great song more than justice.
Further to my post from earlier this week here’s another splendid track by Joshua James. I can’t really decide which version I do like better, the full-band one or the acoustic version, which one do you prefer? As for the ‘videos’, I love the photo of a train on the prairie (acoustic version), naturally (make sure you turn on the full-screen view to get the best possible experience out of that photo).
While doing research for my previous post, a review of Bright Eyes’ 2007 album Cassadaga (see here) I found out about Coyote Song. It’s a statement of support and part of Sound Strike, an artist cooperative taking a stand against Arizona Law SB1070, to learn more about it check: https://www.facebook.com/thesoundstrike/info
This is an excellent piece of work – acute in context, both beautifully and hauntingly executed, both with regards to the music and video treatment.
Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall
Leave the death ledger under City hall
Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today
Leave the lilac print on the linen sheet
Leave the bird you killed at your father’s feet
Leave the sideways rain in the crooked street remain
Leave the whimpering dog in its cold kennel
Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal
Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today
Leave the sad guitar in its hardshell case
Leave the worried look on your lover’s face
Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain
Everything it must belong somewhere
A train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that’s why I’m staying here …
I Must Belong Somewhere (excerpt)
The lines quoted above are just the most amazing of many exceptional lyrics to be found on Cassadaga and I can’t help being utterly captivated by them when listening to the song. I always knew that Conor Oberst was something special with regards to his lyrical abilities (I have been following his work for a long time – actually since their first EP Every Day And Every Night), but with many of the lyrics found on Cassadaga he more than proves what he is capable of. Actually, it was even evident on some of his early bedroom recordings, some of which date back to as early as 1995 when he was very young, and which were released later on CD and as part of a lavish 7-LP boxset spanning the years from 1997-2001 (which I am the proud owner of). But the lyrics quoted above really top everything he’s written before in my opinion. A simple but wise idea, poetically and beautifully expressed, with images I can picture only too well in my mind. The haiku style seasonal references, ‘Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool’, ‘Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain’ work equally wonderful. The music to the song is a rolling, upbeat and uptempo country shuffle is excellent too, and the 6+ minutes length of the song further adds to the hypnotic quality of the song.
Cassadaga is a mighty fine album all round, with the exception of maybe 2 or 3 only slightly weaker songs (Lime Tree, Make A Plan To Love Me). There are many excellent tracks on there, in a wide variety of tempos, instrumentation and moods. A plethora of instruments is used on most tracks so it wouldn’t be wrong to call the album lavishly produced.
Much to my liking of course, the prevailing stylistic influences on Cassadega are Folk and Country (in comparison to Bright Eyes’ latest album The People’s Key which sounds distinctly more modern). On tracks such as Make A Plan To Love Me, Cleanse Song and No One Would Riot For Less there are also chamber music and Neo-Classical influences to be heard. That said, it’s only natural that the songs displaying those Country-Rock sounds most prominently, such as If the Brakeman Turns My Way, Four Winds, Classic Cars, Soul Singer In A Session Band, are among my favorite tracks on here.
I also have to quote some more of the amazing and profound lyrics from the album, this time from If The Brakeman Comes My Way. As I have said before, they are a huge part of what makes the album as outstandingly good as it is in my opinion.
‘When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you’re breathing in reverse
All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt
Better find yourself a place to level out…’
and a bit later in the song
‘…first a mother bathes her child then the other way around The scales always find a way to level out…’
Musically, the track is gorgeous as well – like a couple of the songs on here not without leaning towards the bombastic side a little bit – that’s not normally a characteristic I would use to describe music I like all too often, but on here it’s fitting and not at all bad. Just the opposite, it works very very well in each of the songs fitting that description (Soul Singer In A Session Band, Classic Cars, No One Would Riot For Less).
Middleman is brilliant too, although there are many instruments featured too, in contrast to most other tracks on here, it sounds rather sparsely arranged with a light and airy sound. It also features one of the best uses of bongos I have ever heard, an instrument I normally hold little affection for. Cleanse Song is a rather the simple, but maybe exactly because of that, highly affecting and wonderful Folk and chamber-music influenced song getting its special appeal from a variety of woodwinds and a lap steel guitar used that make it sound utterly pretty – in a good way. Four Winds sounds breezy, easy going and is heavily dominated by violin and a mandolin – and the lyrics are among the most astounding on the album too. The somber, orchestral No One Would Riot For Less is amazing too, starting with only an acoustic guitar and vocals but later developing a steady build up of tension (and pure gorgeousness) which does find its release with a crescendo of strings, lovely female voices and a gorgeous pedal steel guitar, and an ending mirroring the start of the song most wonderfully.
Cassadaga is probably the highpoint of Conor Oberst’s and Bright Eyes’ career so far for me (and he’s only in his mid-30’s), but I will most probably regret that statement the next time I listen to the band’s 2000 album Fevers And Mirrors or I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning from 2005.
A new discovery through Legion Arts in Cedar Rapids (where he’s playing on the 16th of this month) for me, although he’s been around since 2007 and did release his most recent album back in 2012. Haven’t got that yet but I will be writing about it on here in the near future I guess. This track is splendid and lovely.