When I was growing up ages ago in Phoenix, I hated country music, and more especially the creeps who listened to it. It was simply, extremely uncool. Its fans, in high school and beyond, were physically aggressive fascist jerks who were doing their best to avoid the draft, no matter how much they favored the war, and wanted to force the rest of us into fighting it.
I was hanging around with too-early-for-hippies, terminally late post-beat nihilists. We were reading Sartre, Kerouac, Celine, et al. We occasionally got into fistfights with the cowboy creeps, and I remember one drunken night in high school where I got cornered, broke off a whiskey bottle, came at them, and they backed off. (We left before the cops arrived.)
That basically encapsulates it — they were, and still are, gutless bullies who only go at you when you’re outnumbered. God bless America, and sieg heil y’all.
I still despise most country music fans — moronic racist, religious thugs and bootlickers as far as I can see, so stupid that they willingly serve their masters.
Which makes it all the more ironic that I’ve grown to love some country music, and am really enjoying playing it of late. (It’s something new — I’m so used to playing the blues/jazz/soul/funk end of the American music spectrum that country is utterly foreign to me.)
Anyway, here are some of my not-so-guilty country musical pleasures. Check ’em out. I think you’ll like ’em. (The most obvious and classic artists — Hank, Patsy Cline, Bob Wills, Johnny Cash — omitted here.)
- Handcuffed to a Fence in Mississippi, by Jim White
- The Bottle Let Me Down (Merle Haggard, Mavericks version)
- East Bound and Down, by Jerry Reed
- Highway Patrol, by Junior Brown
- Little by Little, by Al Perry
- The Power of Positive Drinking, by Mickey Gilley
- Now I Lay Me Down to Cheat, by David Allen Coe
- Broke Down Outside of Dallas, by Junior Brown
- Confessions of a Broken Man, by Porter Wagoner
- It Just Don’t Get It No More, by Hank Jr.
- City Lights, by George Jones
- The Only Thing That Hurts Now Is the Pain, Al Perry
- Streets of Bakersfield, by Buck Owens
- Dreaming, by Al Perry
- Orange Blossom Special (Hank Jr.)
- She Got the Gold Mine, I Got the Shaft (Jerry Reed)
- Old Blevins, by Austin Lounge Lizards
- Cum Stains on the Pillow, by David Allen Coe
- (and of course) I Feel like Homemade Shit, by the Fugs
You can find ’em all on Youtube. Enjoy!
And, if you’re ever in Tucson, check out my country band once it’s up and running, probable name “Backslidin’.”
In the meantime, Al Perry and Hank Topless are here in Tucson, appear fairly regularly, and are well worth seeing. A few months ago, Hank opened for Junior Brown — maybe the best living country guitarist — at the Rialto, and I was sorry to see Hank stop playing. First time ever I’ve wanted an opening act to play much longer. Both of these guys are sensational.
- Five of My Favorite Songs From Johnny Cash Who Died 13 Years Ago Today [VIDEO] (k99.com)
- Country Western Classics (npas.ticketleap.com)