I learned this song from a recording by the late north Georgia singer Jim Padgett and his then-wife Mary, back in the early 1980s. It wasn’t until quite recently that I learned it was written and originally recorded by Jimmie Skinner.
Archive for February, 2011
More Jimmie Skinner: Dark Hollow
Posted in Music, Traditional & Bluegrass on February 25, 2011| 2 Comments »
Bedtime Music: Barbara Allen
Posted in Music, Traditional & Bluegrass on February 24, 2011| 2 Comments »
I’m told that this song–Child Ballad 84–was one of my paternal grandfather’s two favorite songs (the other being the old eerie camp meeting tune “Wayfarin’ Stranger”). “Barbara Allen” first appeared on a broadside c. 1750, but its roots go back at least a century before that. Samuel Pepys, that indefatigable diarist, mentions it as “the little Scotch song of ‘Barbry Allen'” in a January 1666 entry.
There are a number of exceptional recordings of this ballad about a cold, self-absorbed woman who rejects a true love, only to repent when he falls ill and dies. This one, by the great bluegrass singer Mac Wiseman, happens to be my favorite one.
I seem to recall reading once that the great song collector Alan Lomax once received a request from a man in Georgia, from whom Lomax had been collecting songs, to sing “Bob’ry Allen”. The man told him that he had learned the song at his mother’s knee, and although he did not sing it himself, it “seems like ever time I hear it, the hair stands up on the back of my neck.”
There is something a bit hair-raising about this ballad–not in the sense that it’s spooky, but more because it’s so romantic–the last two verses in particular:
She was buried in the old churchyard
And he was buried nigh her
On William’s grave there grew a red rose
On Barbara’s grew a green briar
They grew to the top of the old church tower
Till they could not grow any higher
They lapped and tied in a true lover’s knot
The red, red rose around the briar. . .
These verses are sort of portmanteau ones, appearing in several other traditional ballads (most notably one called “Lord Lovell”, I think), but they seem to fit “Barbara Allen” best of any.
Doin’ My Time
Posted in Country Music, Music, Traditional & Bluegrass on February 24, 2011| 2 Comments »
I was fortunate enough to see the late great Jimmie Skinner in concert when he appeared up on the old baseball field at Tellico, in late summer when I was about to begin my senior year of high school. He was old–nearly seventy–and his strong and distinctive voice was softened by age–but damn, he put on a great show, singing nearly all of the great songs he wrote. This one is one of my favorites of his, probably recorded c. 1950.
On his 1992 album This One’s Gonna Hurt You, Marty Stuart recorded “Doin’ My Time” with Johnny Cash. Here’s a live performance:
On the album this piece begins in a different key and rocks hard, like some of Cash’s old Sun sides. Me, though, I hear Skinner’s influence in both versions.
Skinner was one of the greats, for certain, but not as well remembered as I might wish. 😦
For Anna Molly: A “Blue” Song that’s Not So Blue
Posted in Country Music, Music on February 18, 2011| 2 Comments »
Over at Much Ado About Nothing my buddy Anna Molly posts a question (check out the comments sections) in which she asks “when’s the last time you heard a song about blue that wasn’t. . .well, blue?”
And I remembered this one, which my beloved Teddy and Doyle Wilburn released as a B side way back in 1957. It’s sung in a bluesy style, but the words aren’t so bluesy.
On the other hand–there are some songs out there that are blue in a somewhat–ahem–pornographic sense, but I don’t think she had those in mind– (^_^) 😀
Anyway, we had this song on an album called Carefree Moments. The whole album (which came out, if I remember right, c. 1959) is a good ‘un, but this is one of the highlights.
Enjoy, AM– 😉
Sunset in February
Posted in Poetry on February 17, 2011| 6 Comments »
Hyacinths have exploded
at the western rim of the world
bells withered to the winking purple
of the sea
lie thin as glass in a straight strand
beneath a sanding of dusty amethyst
a blush of mauve
along reefs of rose pink
crowned with snow cream
stars falling in silver sprinkles
on the last swirl of froth
before the velvet night
Poem copyright 2004/2011 by Faire Lewis
PS Got good news–Mom will be coming home in about three weeks! Been a long while–but things are looking up– 🙂
Two Love Songs from the Man in Black
Posted in Country Music, Music on February 14, 2011| 2 Comments »
It’s a tossup today: I could write about how Al Capone was haunted to his own death by a gangster killed in the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, or I could post love songs.
Well, I’ve posted bloody Valentines before–
so this year, I’m going with music.
The late Johnny Cash was–and remains, to me and many others–a wonder. He could go from a tough muscular song like “Folsom Prison Blues” or a rudely funny one like “A Boy Named Sue” or a working man’s fantasy like “Oney” without seeming even to draw breath.
And he sang a few devastatingly great love songs too.
One such is “Flesh and Blood”, recorded in 1970 for the soundtrack of a film called I Walk the Line, which starred Gregory Peck and is not to be confused with the 2005 biopic Walk the Line. I’ve always thought that surely JR wrote this for his beloved June Carter. It’s remarkably sweet and tender, and the nature imagery is perfectly suited to the sentiment.
In 1971, Cash recorded “A Thing Called Love”. Written and recorded by Jerry Reed in 1968, it had been recorded by other acts before Cash, but nobody–not even Reed, whose version is gently rueful–ever quite put it across exactly what this thing called love is the way JR did.
(The children’s choir doesn’t hurt either.)
Happy Valentine’s Day, my friends. May love be with you, this day and every day.