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Saturday, June 16. 2012
Cigareets and whuskey and wild wild women
Who knows who wrote this old classic true-country tune, which works well as folk, country, bluegrass, or Irish. I noticed that Jim Croce recorded it once, but the only sample I have of the tune is from good old Ramblin' Jack Elliott - the fake cowboy:
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Love that Ramblin' Jack Elliot. He gets a lot of play on our local progressive country station, KFAN Rebel Radio outta Fredericksburg, TX.
I've seen "Ramblin' Jack" a coupl'a times live...a good show it is. Dylan hooked up with Jack and Woody Guthrie in NYC in the early years and Dylan emulated Jack's style. This would be a good "self bought" Father's Day gift..."The Ballad of Ramblin' Jack" DVD.
'Taint got no verse. Re'con I could steal one from Robert Service but I'm gonna give him a rest.
It were rather the photo dat caught my sight and went to remind'n me of a little bar in the Blackfoot Valley in Ovando, Montana. It's on the "main road" but you're talk'n 'bout Montana here folks wjicj ain't'atoll on too many "main" anythangs.
The place has a history and ambience worth stopp'in at if you're in that direction ...goes by Trixies, and has been around for over a hundred years..it abandonded outhouses just three years ago, but the whiskey is fine and the folks are .... well, there's only 3 prople per square mile ( the entire population of Powell County I believe is around 70-80 folks) in that area so they're kinda scarce but they're nice.
The walls are adorned with old pictures of when it was a bawdy roadhouse. natually it has deerhead and moosehead in abundance. Stop in if you're up that way, I think you'll enjoy it.
Take your flyrod. There's a number of nice fis'in spots. Also take your .44 magnum and bearspray as they enjoy the fish'in too!
Make sure the .44 has nice cocobolo grips as a courtesy to the bear. That way, after he chews up your shootin' iron, your arm, and you, he has the cocobolo splinters to use as toothpicks.
Nah, use the bearspray--while she's laughing, you might can climb a tree.
That's a rough-lookin' bunch, in the illo. Wonder where/when it's from. Guess, around 1955, somewhere in Nevada.
I dunno, that guy in the white trousers looks a little out of place. I'm thinking he just lost his girl to the guy next to him. The three on the left look ready for some drunken fighting. But yeah, why Nevada?
As too the song/lyrics... I love it. Having been susceptible to all three in my short life. Especially enjoyed the snippet of Elliott. I like that twang.
I didn't locate BD. Twang is twang, no matter the source. Though, you're right, I would not have guessed Brooklyn. Maybe country is 'really' country.
For sure the place in the picture is not Trixi's--the ceilings are too low!
Why Nevada, dunno --like i said, a guess. Maybe because the crew seems from diverse places--not locally homogeneous-lookin'.
Sticking with 1955, tho.
I have had a recording for at least 30 years, with another verse:
Cigareets is a blot on the whole human race.
A man is a monkey with one is his face
So listen dear friend and listen dear brother
There's fire on one end and a fool on ta tother.
Just to help complete the tune.
I suppose this could be like researching POGO and all the verses for Deck us all with Boston Charley.
I always liked the "Nora's freezing on the trolley" part.
Muppet show version with Peter Sellers;
You mentioned "The Sons of the Pioneers" and their version. The song was written by Tim Spencer a member of that group.
"Tumblin' Tumbleweed' by the sons is a great song --very sophisticated playing against type --how the music, melody and lyrics are as harmonized as the vocal harmony --the way notes are exteeeeended until they are as wide and deep and desert-colored as the sky and distant vistas around them tumblin' tumbleweeds --and in a listener's wild-west imaginations.
Good choice and an excellent review. That's music from back when music was music!
Red Ingle was a very talented man - started his showbiz career as a frontman with Spike Jones.
Classic version of the song.
Garry --thanks --i wish we had a word for that sort of 'meld' --i bet the French do!
Tom F, check out the lineage:
(Hee Haw's 'where oh where' recurring bit)
Gordie Tapp (on the left)...another Toronto based entertainer.
A "Ramblin' Jack" dedication just for you...
haw haw --that's good stuff --his bride reminds me of that shy feller at the dance who was shy because of his wooden prosthetic eye. He finally got up his courage to ask this shy girl with a large nose to dance. He said, "would you like to dance?" She answered, "WOULD I!" He responded, "Yes, pleased to meet you, Big Nose."
((groan, can't believe i actually am sending that))