Sunday, July 6, 2014

RWH- Snake Farm. It Just Sound Nasty. It Pretty Much Is...


4 comments:

an Donalbane said...

Of the W.H. Adamson Class of '63, I am more partial to Michael Martin Murphey.

Hubbard, IMHO, seems not to have moved past the hippie/outlaw phase.

el chupacabra said...

Hey Don- tastes are a funny thing- no?

I sighed real big as multiple friends and acquaintances have tried to get me interested in MMM. He is not bad- I get it but he just doesn't do it for me.

Well, another thing about taste: I know what he does what is good and what is terrible and of the good stuff- I love it. Wildfire and Geronimo's Cadillac come to mind.

an Donalbane said...

Definitely true - diff'rent strokes...

an Donalbane said...

That song kinda becomes an earworm...been running through my head off and on for a couple of days.

Some of my favorite MMM stuff is virtually unknown or out of print. Lone Wolf was Columbia/Epic's attempt to cast MMM as a rocker, and conceptually is the musical equivalent of of Remington's Fall of the Cowboy, an elegy to the closing frontier and a protest against the dehumanizing concrete sprawl.

Peaks, Valleys, Honky-Tonks & Alleys has some excellent live cuts, and some studio, including this song from ACL, which was earlier recorded by B.W. Stevenson, who graduated W.H. Adamson HS four years after Hub and Murph. (I prefer the album version, but it's not on the YouTube.)