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From Glam Rock…to Garbo….to Goats
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HIP QUOTIENT
From Glam Rock…..to Garbo…..to Goats
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From Glam Rock…to Garbo….
to Goats
Sometimes I think it's a sin, when I feel like I'm winning, when I'm losing again. Those words from Canadian singer-songwriter Gordon Lightfoot have run up and down the staircase of my mind many times. Just when I think I've got it, it turns out I don't. His win/lose lyric has several cousins: Springsteen's one step up and two steps…
"It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day…" I sing in the car. This is about as far as I get before my sweet hubby groans, "Okay, THAT'S enough." He knows what's coming next: the entire five verses of Bobbie Gentry's Southern gothic hit, "Ode to Billie Joe." Yep, I've known the lyrics to that moody little song frontwards and backwards since Daddy first brought home the single in July 1967. The beautiful Bobbie is 70 years old today, and I want to thank her for inspiring me at a young age to write about my life and my observations.
It's tough enough being the child of a famous musician, but what's it like to establish your own identity when you hail from a large inter-connected family of talented songwriters? For our second post examining legendary musicians and their progeny, we investigate the intricate web of some of the most established names in folk music: Wainwright, McGarrigle, and Roche. An article by contributor Adam Kukic, host of The Coffeehouse on WYEP fm.
Okay, rock fans of the '60s and '70s, it's time to get brutally honest and swallow your hipster pride. Can you please admit you've heard of country singer Tammy Wynette? And, if you know the name, are you self-assured enough to admit you've heard, or even enjoyed, her 1968 chart-topping single, "D.I.V.O.R.C.E."? C'mon, fess up! It tells the syrupy story of a couple on the verge of splitsville, who spell out the "D word" so little J.O.E. won't understand. This tune was just begging to be spoofed! And the first one to do it was Billy Connelly - a wild and woolly guy with a funny accent who lived far across the pond in Scotland.
In 1968, The Band sang about pulling into Nazareth, "feelin' 'bout half past dead." Robbie Robertson wrote that lyric for The Band's most enduring song, "The Weight," but he wasn't referring to the Holy Land. Rather, he was paying homage to Nazareth, Pennsylvania, home of guitar maker C.F. Martin & Company. Well, maybe it's a holy place, after all - at least to musicians.