When we perform, we get asked certain questions:
“How do you remember all those words?” We often don’t.
“Are you married?”
Why else would she hang out
with him?
And a favorite, “Where do you get those songs?”
Well, actually, we write a lot of them. This endeavor includes, of course, the parodies of others’ work, involving finding a well-known song so folks will know it’s a parody.
Deciding to “cover” another’s material is a different
matter. From thousands of outstanding songs, finding and selecting one to
arrange, learn, and present is daunting.
A major problem is knowing a song exists
at all. Folks are always trying to turn
us on to songs “you guys should do,” and that is always welcome and helpful;
but most are drawn from Whitt’s experience in the so-called “folk” idiom.
The explosion of interest in traditional American music
which started, really, long before, reached commercial potential in the late 1950s
and the Great American Folk Music Scare
began.
When Whitt was six or seven, he would watch black and white Sunday
morning telecasts of Jean Ritchie, Pete Seeger, and Burl Ives, tenderly
sharing, primarily, Appalachian and English ballads and, as they were known
academically, “folk carols.” To him, the
lyrics were less fascinating than the concept of music offered with such simple
accompaniment. The airwaves were packed
with music full of instrumentation, arranging gimmicks, sophisticated rhythms,
and “hooks;” but nothing seemed to affect him like those solitary, often
plaintive, old songs of actual history.
When Whitt was in 7th grade, it happened. The Kingston Trio.
The impact they had on most adolescents was amazing. This was a masculine, energetic sound, and
their fast-and-loose approach to adaptation transformed many a simple tune into
a rousing, rollicking experience. (Much more
about them later.)
Our young student began to follow the newly popular idiom,
as well as pop comedy phenomena like Stan Freberg. Then came Bud & Travis and The
Limeliters,
A neighbor, an “older” hip guy named Hugh Morgan (a name
many Californians will recall from his later broadcasting career), turned him on to Bud & Travis and The (slightly fabulous)
Limeliters, (again, much more later) who
were able to capture and combine true traditionalism, original songwriting, and humor.
It was the beginning of a
lifetime journey which led Whitt to buy his first guitar and eventually get
into the business. (Thanks, Hugh!)
Whitt would eventually become professionally involved with
all three of these groups.
Stay tuned!
Meanwhile, consider this:
Hope to see you here next Wednesday for more!
Thanks for giving us a peek behind the curtain. Love your music and humor, nice to find your roots, even the grey ones. Like a more recent song says, "...tell me more, tell me more!"
ReplyDeleteNice to here Bud and Travis again too. Loved) their music.
Thanks for the kind words, Dave!
DeleteIf you know any other dinosa--I mean, "boomers," send 'em our way.