It ain’t no metaphor, son; song’s about a train.
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
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Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
It ain’t no metaphor, son; song’s about a train.
© 2024 Thoughts On The Dead
Theme by Anders Noren — Up ↑
1. I done rode that train! (It’s VERY evocative!)
2. I never done heard this version of the song! (It’s VERY good!) (And as much as I love Arlo, it’s objectively kind of a shame that his version is the most famous one . . . . )
Somewhere I heard the story that Steve Goodman approached Arlo with the song in a bar. Big rockstar Arlo told Steve you can buy me a beer and play whatever you want as long as the beer lasts. Man I love Steve Goodman
Steve said, “Arlo, I want to play you a song.” And Arlo said, “Song? I hate songs! Everybody’s got their song of the month club song.”
No one knew who Jerry Reed was until Smokey and the Bandit. Damn good guitar player he was. Maybe even as good as Glenn Campbell.
“Amos Moses” and “When You’re Hot, You’re Hot” were darn near ubiquitous on radio around my South Carolina home in pre-“Smokey” days, so I knew who he was, and could still probably deliver accurate a capela versions of those two demented songs from deeply-imprinted memory. But I had no idea he could play guitar like that, or like some other clips I’ve seen since watching that . . . Holy Moly!
Both Jerry Reed and Glen Campbell were fantastic guitarists with hundreds of anonymous studio dates to their (un)credits. Anyone attending their live shows hoping to hear blazing solos was liable to be disappointed (at least I was. Lots of hot stuff on YouTube, though.
Good guy to have at a Banquet or TeeVee Special Guest
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5Pxkgq2XdI0
I miss you
me too.
Yeah. Maybe blink if you can hear us?
Me three.
Sending love and healing thoughts, Mr. TotD.