October 2010

Clarence White: Beyond Byrds, Beyond Death

Clarence White isn’t exactly a lost figure in the history of American music. He’s just a dead one. Surprisingly, though, as White counts amongst the litany of sixties’ casualties, the guitarist’s early demise had nothing to do with his own drug use. Instead, White moved on to a calmer state as a result of catching a car fender while he was loading up gear one evening. His story probably functions as a better anti-drunk driving message than any mother fronted organization – well, for cultured hillbillies at least.

Goose Creek Symphony: Between the Fillmore Auditorium and the Grand Ole Opry

Nah, there’s no justice. What’d we expect already?

Goose Creek Symphony, which to this day is denigrated by being lumped into that great unwashed mass of hippies who came to country music during the sixties, seems to be a great deal more than most of those folks. The Byrds were a good band, but clearly a by-product of Los Angeles and affected by the whole star system.

Art Rosenbaum: Field Recordings to Banjo Pickings

 

Excavating disparate parts of American history has fallen into the hands of a wealth of individuals. Folks dedicate tremendous portions of their lives to a specific strain of art, music, literature or history. Or some combination of those things. When all of those things exist, it’s culture. So, for anyone capable of capturing and distilling ideas like these, their resultant work is going to wind up – at some point – serving as a foundation for research off in the future.