Haven't posted much this week. I've been busy recovering from promoting the race, posolutely crushed at work, and slipping 20 hours of continuing legal ed into the week. Up this morning at 3:00 AM to do some drafting, into work at 7, off to CLE at 9, back to the office at 4:00 for some more work... yeah, I'm dyin' heah.
But good things are happening. For one thing, it's hockey season again. And you know what that means?
It means it's also Hockey Fight Season! And it's not really a hockey fight unless it spans two or three periods, guys get ejected, and the goalies try to kick the shit out of each other. Here's a good 'un for you:
I guess you're expecting some music now, huh? So, now for something completely different. Here's a little Hank. Hank Sr., that is. The Long Gone Lonesome Blues. Great song.
For those of you who are starting to prep for road season with those long solo base rides and whatnot - I'm lookin' at you Betty - here's some Lost Highway by Hank.
That's country. I kind of like classic country - from the early stuff by Hank and Woodie, to the later stuff by Willie and Waylon and Merle. There's a simplicity and honesty to it that's refreshing.
Bluegrass, on the other hand, is not simple. Here's Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs, with Foggy Mountain Breakdown. The precision of their playing is really amazing - pitch perfect, and fast.
Bluegrass is funny because it's a periodic pop sensation. You may have been exposed to it a bit in O Brother Where Art Thou. That triggered widespread interest in it. But that was the second big boom of my lifetime. The first one? On the corny Beverly Hillbillies, of course. Check out the amazing banjo licks overlaid on top of Hollywood schlock here:
Man. Pure weirdness. Of course you listen to that song, and you know where these guys got the idea from.
Same song, basically, performed after a couple hefty hits of LSD. Yeah, Dave Matthews can get all progressive political and whatnot, but you're looking at the roots of jam bands here when you look at classic country and bluegrass.
Extra special bonus in that last video: crazy dancing hippie chicks. That's for FatMarc, who I know loves hippies.