My wife and I just got home after two all day trips on the train up from Charleston. Dead tired, and home to a house in chaos. We’re having a new kitchen installed, and will be entering the modern age, where you can access things in your cabinets and a machine washes your dishes. For the moment, however, we are back to the 19th century. No refrigerator, no stove, no kitchen sink. Ah well, this too shall pass.
On to blogging.
Having just returned from the South, I thought I would put up some music that has at least a touch of the South in it. Then, after that, I promise, no more about the South until someone down there does something really stupid. Say, as stupid as the next thing out of Donald Trump’s mouth.
The first thing that popped to mind was The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down. No go. Embedding is disabled on all of the versions by The Band. Johnny Cash does a great acoustic version, but for reasons unknown, to me at least, only about a third of the song is available on youtube. I could never stomach Joan Baez’s version, whether she sings to Muppets (yes, she sings the song to Muppets) or an audience, so she was never in the running.
So, I settled on Creedence Clearwater Revival, most of whose songs have a Southern flavor to them.
Proud Mary
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