Showing posts with label mississippi john hurt. Show all posts
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Aug 7, 2011

Revisionist Gospel: Farther Along, Winter's Bone, Maredith Sisco, Mississippi John Hurt


 Here are two versions of a grand old song I'd forgotten about. You might want to stop with the two cuts I've found and skip my reflections. The lyrics are also included at the end.

‪Mississippi John Hurt - Farther Along‬‏ - YouTube

‪Winter's Bone Soundtrack - "Farther Along" Marideth Sisco‬‏ - YouTube

The version I remember best is on the album called Trio (Dolly Parton, Linda Rondstadt, and Emmy Lou Harris) in 1986. The two here today are by Mississippi John Hurt and Marideth Sisco (who had escaped my attention until her fine musical performances in the movie, Winter's Bone. Several of those are available on YouTube).

Back in the 80s, I found the tune and the Trio's voices irresistible, but I fussed about the song's motif of whiny envy, comparison and competition, beginning in the third line and recurring in several of the verses. I still hear something bitter within the melody I love, something that reminds me of the old idea of keeping up with the Joneses, except that the Joneses can't be kept up with--they get to sin and prosper till the cows come home while I have to sit around being tempted and tried, though perfectly holy, or at least pretty damned holy, or at least holier than the bastard across the street, with his Mercedes, single malt, and nubile harem. He makes me so mad I could just spit--or start a holy war, whichever comes first.

As human and inevitable as those emotions and thoughts might be, their self-righteousness is also one reason Christianity and (I presume) other religions get hit hard by satirists--and get abandoned by a lot of decent, thoughtful people. 

In the last two verses, the song tries to resolve all its preceding neighbor-blaming. That might be too little, too late, especially in a piece so long. But in time, I've grown somewhat immune to the hymn's theme of covetous rivalry and resentment because I like its main idea--which might be as relevant to science as it is to theology.

Sometimes I like the way I've edited it so that I can feel the music. My amended script goes something like this:  by prayer or test tube, t's unlikely we're ever gonna understand it all, but if we do, it will be much, much farther along. So try a little patience--oh, all right, a little tenderness too. Then shut up and go with it. Shut up about the other guy; I don't know his demons, and there's plenty for me to glory in right here if I keep my eyes and ears open. Of course, like other humans, I preach better than I practice.

Enough. Here are the actual lyrics: 

  1. Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder
    Why it should be thus all the day long;
    While there are others living about us,
    Never molested, though in the wrong.
    • Refrain:
      Farther along we’ll know more about it,
      Farther along we’ll understand why;
      Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
      We’ll understand it all by and by.
  2. Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
    Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
    When there are many living in comfort,
    Giving no heed to all I can do.
  3. Tempted and tried, how often we question
    Why we must suffer year after year,
    Being accused by those of our loved ones,
    E’en though we’ve walked in God’s holy fear.
  4. Often when death has taken our loved ones,
    Leaving our home so lone and so drear,
    Then do we wonder why others prosper,
    Living so wicked year after year.
  5. “Faithful till death,” saith our loving Master;
    Short is our time to labor and wait;
    Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
    When we shall pass the heavenly gate.
  6. Soon we will see our dear, loving Savior,
    Hear the last trumpet sound through the sky;
    Then we will meet those gone on before us,
    Then we shall know and understand why.
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    Jun 12, 2011

    Roots Music, "Make Me a Pallet"





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    If you don’t care for lowland blues, acoustic blues, bluegrass, or roots music (the inclusive term, I guess), you might excuse yourself from today’s post. And while you're away, get a life. Or you could sample each piece for a few seconds or more, just to broaden your horizons.

    YouTube - Mississippi John Hurt Make Me a Pallet on the Floor

    YouTube - Gillian Welch - Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor

    YouTube - Doc Watson - Make Me a Pallet On Your Floor

    YouTube - Mississippi John Hurt — Make Me a Pallet on Your Floor

    The blog titled Robert Frost’s Banjo got me wandering around on YouTube, starting with Taj Mahal and Dave von Ronk, which led to Mississippi John Hurt, which led to young Christine Pizzuti at I Play Banjo Now, and that connected to Gillian Welch’s YouTube version of “Make Me a Pallet.”  She in turn credited Doc Watson as her link to the song.  I’ve liked “Make Me a Pallet” since I first heard Hurt’s rendition in the sixties, but the fact that I enthusiastically like all four of these versions makes me wonder if I should . . . worship it. 

    I wonder too if Sarah Palin’s bus tour will . . . LISTEN . . . to all available versions of whatever. Taj Mahal (Harlem), Dave von Ronk (Brooklyn), and Christine Pizzuti (New Palz) are New Yorkers, but variety is the theme here, if I have one. Taj Mahal majored in animal husbandry at U. Mass.  There is a John Hurt museum in Mississippi (which I learned at Robert Frost’s Banjo, located in Idaho). Doc Watson’s place sits somewhere in the mountains of western North Carolina, and Gillian Welch is a Californian whose beginnings included membership in a goth band.  She performs with her partner, David Rawlings of Rhode Island, who does things on the guitar that strike me as original and terrific. 

    Sometimes I forget to be grateful to the U.S. and the world of music for such happy accidents.  Yes, variety can be work; yes, it’s worth it.

    (Biographical info is from Wikipedia).

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    Apr 20, 2010

    Roots Music, Mississippi John Hurt

    In case you don't know him, or need a reminder, here's the understated lowland blues master, Mississippi John Hurt (and should you like this kind of thing, there are several more on YouTube, though most have only still photographs).

    YouTube - Mississippi John Hurt - You got to walk that lonesome valley

    YouTube - Mississippi John Hurt Richland Woman Blues

    And here's one of his protegees, who also has several videos up on YouTube. I don't find a lot of talent on YouTube, except for those young kids on uke and guitar a while back. Young Christine here seems to me to hit some awfully good sounds in the middle and low notes, and her picking impresses me. Am I a soft touch? Should she show more emotion, or is the blank expression more compelling? I think the second number's more accomomplished, but the first one might fetch a grin and coax you to give at least a minute to the second one, "Richland Woman Blues."

    YouTube - IplayBanjoNow's Channel Diddy Wa Diddy

    YouTube - IplayBanjoNow's Channel





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