It’s pronounced Fork-id Deer or sometimes Forky Deer, and it’s one of my fave fiddle tunes. It’s one of the tunes I attempt to play on clawhammer banjo. Here are a couple nice performances of the tune. First up is the Berline, Crary and Hickman…
I had a chance to spend some time chatting with my friend Russ this weekend. When that happens, the topic usually zeros in on music, and often country music. Here’s a performance by Don Walser that’s up on Youtube which I’ve shared before. I’d like to send this one out to Russ, a regular visitor to this little chunk of the cyber-swamp.
Ever have a song sneak into your head which you actually haven’t heard in a really long time? That happened to me today. I’ve known the song for many many years but I can’t remember the last time I heard it. It’s by Rufus Jaganeaux and I think if you wanted to categorize it you’d call it Swamp Pop. Here’s Opelousas Sostan….
Let’s stay with the theme….check out Betty & Dupree by Cookie and the Cupcakes….
Now here’s Kenny Tibbs novelty tune about Holly Beach – the Cajun Riviera – to the tune of Under the Boardwalk….
And finally let’s get out of this post with a visit to the Promised Land. Of course this is a Chuck Berry tune, but it’s Johnnie Allan singing with the mighty Belton Richard squeezing out the fantastic accordion breaks. Love this one!
One of the things I love about Old Time music is that songs are passed along and revitalized over time. In the pop music “business” on the other hand, every lick has to be considered “original”. How many performers have sued one another over the years for steal each other’s tunes? It seems hard to believe when you consider that most pop tunes only have three or four chords to them. With traditional or folk music, the emphasis is on the performance instead, and if one song morphs into another, that’s fine. It’s fine because in folk music we own the songs together, something I really appreciate.
The Indian Creek Delta Boys (featuring the late Garry Harrison) were a band who explored the traditional music of Southern Illinois – a place known as Little Egypt. They went looking for their tradition, looking for old fiddlers and they learned tunes and ways of playing those tunes from primary sources and did a great job of collecting those tunes and sharing them with the rest of us.
Bonaparte’s March is a tune the Indian Creek Delta Boys learned from a fiddler named Harvey “Pappy” Taylor. I like this tune a lot. I learned to play it on clawhammer banjo from Cathy Barton and Dave Para at the Midwest Banjo Camp. Here are the Indian Creek Delta Boys.
We’re always making value judgements, and we do it at lightning speed. I like this, I don’t care for that, that’s ok, oh no, not that. We do it about art and music and literature and everything else. I’m OK with that. For instance with music, I listen to a broad range of material, some of it very disparate. I don’t listen to everything though and I know there are some things I don’t give half a chance. Oh well.
I was on a roadtrip once with East Texas Red. We were out west somewhere chasing trout and at this particular moment we were having mediocre pizza with bottomless Coca Cola at some roadside joint and we were talking about music. East Texas Red asked me what made Townes van Zandt such a great song writer. Why did I admire his tunes so much? Fair question.
The first Townes van Zandt record I had was Live and Obscure. It was on vinyl. Remember vinyl? I played that record until it was scratched and it skipped. It seemed like Townes carried all the worries of the world on his shoulders. He sang terribly sad songs and he brought out every ounce of melancholy and hopelessness. He must have been one troubled guy.
I didn’t say that to East Texas Red though. At the time I didn’t really have an answer to his question beyond, “because his songs are really good.” This was quite a few years ago. Since then I’ve listened to those Townes van Zandt tunes hundreds of times. If East Texas Red asked me the question now in the fullness of time, I’d say, “because you can listen to them over and over and over for years and years and never get tired of them. That’s saying something. I get tired of most songs I hear on the radio really quickly.
Here’s Townes van Zandt performing Tecumseh Valley with Nanci Griffith…
These days I’ve been listening to a lot of stringband music, as regular visitors to this joint can attest. Still sometimes I need a dose of jazz, I need to hear the horns, those fantastic extensions of the human voice.
Here’s Rahsaan Roland Kirk performing Serenade to a Cuckoo…