calonlan Wrote:
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> While I am myself a Classical musician, I grew up in the South in the 30's
I am of a younger generation born in the 60's, who grew up with 70's "hippie" rock. But I appreciate great music in most categories, and like exploring Classical, 30's swing jazz, avantgarde, even Norwegian nihilistic black metal (can't be listened to in the summer though. Only suitable for midwinter, when it's freezing cold and daily living is harsh and straining, and the pee turns to ice in midair outside the cabin.) Different kinds of music stir different parts of the mentality; love, melancholy, ethereality, freed imagination, resoluteness, viking berserk aggression. For example, 30's swing is extremely joyful, and when listening to it, my legs can't help but start dancing the jig like they did in those good old days. It's very humorous!
> The Sacred Harp - it is raw and
> primitive and wonderful - if you can find one, go,
> and if possible, participate - my bet is you would
> love it.
Thanks for the tip. This choir might have worked neat for me,
if I was on a Christian mission, and better able to
subordinate my individuality into the group herd mentality. But being the pagan rebel I am, they would have rejected me before I had even time to sit down. I attempted choir singing in my fumbling youth, and I can say, it was
not a success!
Now about Hank Williams... what a genius!
Isn't this great poetry?
"Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and file' gumbo
'Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, Fontainenot, the place is buzzin’
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou..."
The Residents performed an atmospheric primitive slow version of
Jambalaya, reeking of the warm South backwaters. Mixing in lyrics from other Hank songs, where he "went to meet his darling by the singing waterfall".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0zKzc7Evxc
The Residents is an avantgarde band, who tend to twist and bend the borders of conventional reality, sometimes causing nightmarish soundscapes that border on insanity. They may perhaps be said to be akin to the cosmic perspective.