The Possum and Boozing
Posted by TFG on March 13th, 2008
So I had a few nips and I got an a George Jones kick:
Simply perfect for me…
Kinda not too far from the mark either…
George and Emmy Lou…fooking priceless, man, priceless.
Damn it all to hell…where did all these guys go?
People ask me, when I get all wound up and start pontificating about music, just what the hell I mean. Here’s a significant part of it, right there on the internets. That’s classic stuff, right there, kids, and it ain’t even scratched the surface, but if you can learn to love the sounds of George Jones, you’re alright in my books. Ain’t nothing changed.
Gary Stewart’s my other boozing favorite…just watch that pedal steel dude’s hands at the beginning, and then listen to just the steel all the way through, if you can find it in you to ignore the world’s most heartbroken man ever. Damn, that’s awesome boozing music. You don’t need no videos, just that voice and that band. Makes me love itunes even more, cuz I can get it all right here in my shirt pocket, heh heh.
March 14th, 2008 at 6:57 am
Dang, I love these guys. I have this friend who keeps telling me I need to listen to stuff recorded after 1950. I tell her I was pretty good until about the 80s when country went way to pop and sugar for me. My iPod is filled to the brim with good ole crying in your beer, whiny country and I was moved to tears at the Bass Hall last month at the Bob Wills Musical to hear the whole crowd singing San Antonio Rose.
There was an old gentleman sitting behind me — and I mean old — wearing a western suit, Lonesome Dove hat. I spoke to him and asked him if he was having a good time. He motioned me closer and said, “It was a hell of lot more fun back in ‘35 when I could dance, get drunk, and had a pretty woman to take home.”
March 14th, 2008 at 7:42 am
Well, you know me…I think there’s always been good country straight up to now, it’s just harder to find. There is definitely a shortage of crying-in-your-beer songs today, though. Or I’m not bothering to look for them, since it’s hard to improve on George Jones & Gary Stewart.
And how about Emmylou? Dang, she’s just out of this world. I really need more Emmylou on my ipod.
Your old gentleman friend is 100% correct. Crap, I’m only 47 and I’m already pining for the good old days.
March 14th, 2008 at 8:13 am
It’s early for drinking-and-crying music. I’ll have to come back later.
March 14th, 2008 at 9:47 am
I do love the sounds of George Jones, despite my myriad other faults, drunken rages, and occasional bursts of “intellectualism”, so maybe I’ll make it.
Thinking of this sort of thing, I keep hearing Buck Owens’ instrumental, “Buckaroo,” in my head, having watched “Idiocracy” the other day-it’s a sadly prophetic movie, but what a great tune.
And hey, whatever happened to David Allan Coe? I miss his stuff-surely he’s not taken up the invitation to tour with Lilith Fair or be the warm-up musical act for Barack Obama, or has he?
R
March 14th, 2008 at 7:52 pm
Good Lord, I’m older than you.
March 14th, 2008 at 9:07 pm
Dick, it’s never too early for drinking and crying. Are you sure you’re from Texas?
R, I think you’ll be fine, most especially if you can see the genius in the movie Idiocracy. Now I’m spinning thru YT looking for more Buck.
Coe’s still out there…he’s an outlaw, of course. I had a poker dealer up in Dallas whose band opened for him at an album release party held at…wait for it..a titty bar. It was one of the nice ones. I should have gone, but I wussed out.
I think you might have a few months on me, Chuck…I’ll be 48 in 60 days. Hell, I don’t even count anymore, really, and most of the time I forget and have to do the arithmetic.
March 15th, 2008 at 9:11 am
I like to say I see the genius in “Idiocracy,” but maybe I’m like, all ‘tarded. Mostly I see neighbors and former co-workers and guys from junior-high school detention, though. Good to hear about Mister Coe. I still think if Barack wants to heal the nation and bring the races together, Coe would be a good pick for Veep.
Thinking of Buck Owens, I saw a video for “Who’s Gonna Mow Your Grass,” and the band doing the cover version was the Derailers, who I guess are totally different folks than maybe Merle Haggard’s backup band of some years back, being young whelps from Austin.
Heh heh, David Allan Coe at a titty bar, who’d a thunk it.
R