I’m just making a new category called “Orville Peck” because I talk about him so damn much.
An Instagram teaser for a 4/1/20 single drop is the kind of hope I need in these trying times.
Welcome to Vinyl Day 6! Catch up on the other days here.
Artist: Loretta Lynn
Album: Van Lear Rose
Genre: Country, Americana, Indie Rock
Record Origins: One of mine, but I don’t remember where she came from.
Loretta Lynn (along with Dolly) is one of my favorite song writers and performers in the world. As a younger artist, she was way ahead of the field in terms of songwriting with greats like “The Pill“, “You’re Lookin’ at Country“, “Coal Miner’s Daughter“, and my favorite “Louisiana Woman, Mississippi Man“, featuring Conway Twitter.
And these facts from Loretta’s wiki are some of the primary reasons I lover her so much:
Lynn focused on blue-collar women’s issues with themes about philandering husbands and persistent mistresses. Her music was inspired by issues she faced in her marriage. She pushed boundaries in the conservative genre of country music by singing about birth control (“The Pill”), repeated childbirth (“One’s on the Way”), double standards for men and women (“Rated ‘X'”), and being widowed by the draft during the Vietnam War (“Dear Uncle Sam”).
Country music radio stations often refused to play her music, banning nine of her songs, but Lynn pushed on to become one of country music’s legendary artists.
As I have mentioned in another post, I love a good ol’ country rebel. Loretta checks those boxes.
With 60 years in the business under her belt, Loretta’s 42nd(!) studio album was a crossover album produced by indie greatness Jack White. The song most people will be familiar with is “Portland, Oregon”, which also features Jack White.
Loretta and Jack also won two Grammys for this album, and one of their acceptance speeches was adorable.
This album is excellent, and although I think we will continue to look back upon the aughts as a less than tasteful decade, this album surpasses and, I think, will stand the test of time. I can’t believe it is already 16 years old.
Though, I will say- the album cover and back always drove me a little nuts as it looks like Ms. Loretta is wearing that big heavy dress on a hot day in the South. It makes me itch just looking at it.
Artist: Curtis Mayfield
Album: Back to the World
Genre: Funk, Soul
Record Origins: Slam from some thrift shop in Chicago
This album was acquired from the donated collected of one, Alyce J. Landry. Who is she? I don’t know, but several of her records found their way into my house. So, thank you Alyce, whoever and wherever you are.
Alyce has great taste in music, and I like to imagine her spinning this record in the 70s. Maybe she smoked a little weed while doing it. Gettin’ woke. I certainly hope she danced to it as one must do with Curtis Mayfield.
This album peaked at #1 on the hip-hop and R&B charts and #16 on the US Billboard 200.
Artist: Bobby Sherman
Album: With Love, Bobby: The Scrapbook Album
Record Origins: Mom
I had no idea who Bobby Sherman was before I wrote this. However, I have now learned he was a teen idol and experienced hearing loss because of all the ladies who used to scream for him.
I feel a little indifferent about this one, but here is a video of one of Bobby’s hits “Julie, Do Ya Love Me?” with a bunch of girls flipping their ever loving shit about Bobby.
Thanks for joining me for day 6!
The Gambler has left the building.
Legendary country singer, television star, and Texan Kenny Rogers folded ’em and exited the mortal coil yesterday evening.
“The Gambler” is a favorite shower singing song of mine, and in general I find comfort in it in both good and bad times. We often overcomplicate some of life’s most simple decisions, and I think “The Gambler” speaks to that. I’ve posted it and several other famous and favorite Kenny Rogers songs below.
Here are some fun Kenny facts:
Kenny owned some goats and alpacas.
Here’s a funny excerpt from Southern Living regarding how Kenny started acquiring farm animals:
We bought a llama and a goat, and something else. I had a farm in Athens, Georgia. We bought these animals, and I thought llamas would be I was, after surgery, all my Oxycontin, and things were a bit blurry with me. And I was watching a show and they said, I love alpacas, and I turned to my wife and I said, I think I do! And so we ordered three of ‘. And by the time they got there. It was really fun. I mean, I enjoyed it, but then they spit on me. I said ok, out. We had to build the shed farm and then air conditioning and put water. It was a lot of trouble.
An accomplished athlete, Kenny once faked out Michael Jordan.
Kenny was also a pro-level tennis player.
R.I.P Kenny. Thank you for bringing joy into the world.
I’m a little obsessed with the video for “Queen of the Rodeo” (with a little bit of “Falling Roses”) by Orville Peck.
The video is stunning and fun. The song itself is refreshingly very positive: “The song and video are about allowing yourself to get out of your own way, beat your demons and crown yourself queen of the rodeo.”
I will let the video stills speak for themselves:
Tonight, I am taking a step away from my usual content to share some love for Nashville, which experienced the wrath of a pretty destructive tornado today.
Where do I begin? I first fell in love with Nashville about 15 years ago when my brother moved there. It was only 2.5 hours from my hometown, but when I visited for the first few times, it was, for me, a revelation. It became the first place I really fell in love with live music which opened the door to a broader world of music in general.
Any good love story has conflict, right? As those of you who know me are aware, I used to have really terrible commitment issues. When I finally moved to Nashville in 2013, I fell very quickly out of love with the city. It was, and is, going through a period of really rapid gentrification. I was going through some pretty life changing personal things. Like any worthwhile love I’ve had, I couldn’t take it and was gone in a year and a half (haha sorry, sorry, couldn’t help myself!).
Only recently have I made some peace and been back for some really wonderful times. Some of my memories have been removed by gentrification, and unfortunately, some more remain in photos but were physically taken by the tornado. I’m still in disbelief, but I’m thankful all of my family and friends are accounted for.
I was last in Nashville 8 days ago. I got to go to and show off some of my favorite places that were still there. I only regret not going to some that may very well not be there when I go again. 3 Crow. Drifters. Red Bicycle. And so on.
I hope all of the local businesses return and people can recover or rebuild. I hope Tall and Skinnies don’t replace the historic architecture. And I hope a bunch of people from New York don’t move in.
Most of all, I hope all of the missing make it home, and for those who don’t, I hope their families find peace.
Livin’ live in 2020.