Wild Things: Robbie Fulks and Linda Gail Lewis

Linda Gail Lewis was never destined to be the most renowned member of her family — or second, third or fourth-most famous, for that matter. There’s not a lot of oxygen left in the shotgun shacks of Ferriday, Louisiana or the public mindset when you have original rock wild man Jerry Lee Lewis for a brother and your cousins are Mickey Gilley and Jimmy Swaggart. But unlike her early-starter kin, Linda Gail has come more into her own later in life. The 71-year-old little sis has emerged as a heroine to the rockabilly crowd not just because she trades off the trademark style of the Killer but because she has slayer instincts, too.

Still, she’s traditionally benefitted more from being a duet partner than a solo act. She recorded and toured with Jerry Lee in the ‘60s and ‘70s — the sibling duo had a Top 10 country hit in 1969 with “Don’t Let Me Cross Over” — and then she reentered the consciousness of the music intelligentsia in 2000 when no less a fan than Van Morrison asked her to make a joint album and tour together. Now, she’s on to her third partner in musical crime: the alt-country great Robbie Fulks, who joined her for Wild! Wild! Wild!, an album he produced all of, wrote most of, and participated on as an equal vocal partner only with some urging.

So how does Fulks stack up against his two famous predecessors in the duet partner’s seat?

“I was the best of them all, I would say,” Fulks says. “Oh, sorry, go ahead.”

“Absolutely!” Lewis agrees, although when it comes down to it, she may not quite be ready to declare new Bloodshot Records partnerships thicker than blood. “Singing with my brother and Robbie, I love one as much as I do the other, which is saying quite a lot. And I don’t mean to say anything bad about Van. I appreciated doing the album [You Win Again] with him, and it was good for my career, and… I wouldn’t say it was actually fufn in the studio, but I did get through it, and I lived to tell the tale,’” she says, laughing. “It was impossible to really match up with him on the recording, because his phrasing is so different from my brother’s. But Robbie’s is similar enough that it was easy for me. You’re every bit as great as those other two, Robbie. And don’t tell my brother I said that.”

“I’m not telling anybody you said that,” Fulks says. “Maybe my wife.”

Wild! Wild! Wild! includes five true duets, two Fulks solo vocals, and six that feature Lewis alone as frontwoman. If that math leads you to suspect that the project might’ve started life as a Linda Gail Lewis solo album Fulks was producing before it became co-billed, your guess would be right.

Says Fulks, “The idea was a little bit imposed on us because the label said, ‘Well, we’d rather have a duet record,’ and that wasn’t what I originally had in mind. Duet singing with her, nobody would say no to that. And I think male-female duet singing is just about my favorite kind of country music. So to be able to write to that and then to perform with her was just a whole other level of fun over, you know, sitting in a chair and listening to people play.” Lewis, too, was happy it became a duo project, and cites “I Just Lived a Country Song” as her favorite track on the album, even though that’s one of the two tracks that Fulks sings without her.

To the extent that it’s partly a Robbie Fulks record, it’s an old-school Robbie Fulks album, which should tickle a lot of long-time fans who’ve charted his changes. It harks back to early- to mid-period records like 1996’s Country Love Songs, 2005’s Georgia Hard and 2007’s Revenge! when Fulks was the master of classic country pastiche, writing severely clever tunes with tellingly witty titles like “Goodbye, Cruel Girl,” “All You Can Cheat” and “The Buck Stops Here” (as in Buck Owens, of course).

There is certainly some pure country on the album to go with the more snare-smashing stuff, like their duet on “That’s Why They Call It Temptation,” which he wrote rather overtly in the George-and-Tammy mode. (Sample lyrics — Robbie: “I tried to keep my hands from where they longed to go.” Linda: “And I did all I could to help you, short of sayin’ no.”)

Meanwhile, there’s a Tennessee-meets-New Orleans horn section on a Fulks-penned tribute to Lewis’ adopted hometown, “Memphis Never Falls From Style,” which has Linda singing the lines, “Thank you Memphis for the great insight/That music is a drag if it’s too f—in’ white.” They went back and forth over whether to keep her singing the F-word; “I grew up on the road with a bunch of musicians, and I have no problem with a little profanity,” she says. But ultimately Fulks decided that a loud bleep was called for, out of nostalgia, if not bashfulness. “I remember being 8 years old and hearing ‘Johnny Cash at San Quentin,’ and those bleeps would come on real loud, and it reminded me of being a kid and the joy of bleeped-out profanity, which you don’t get to hear anymore.” For Lewis’ part, “I was worried about being in trouble with my brother. So I was happy to have the bleep,” she laughs. “And I plan to tell him that I didn’t really say it.”

Jerry Lee Lewis was into his country period — having fallen out of favor as the British Invasion superseded America’s pioneer rockers — when he started enlisting his little sister to join him on records and at shows. (For example, a 1973 performance of “Roll Over Beethoven” on the Midnight Special program.) Their sole hit together was a cover of the Carl and Pearl Butler song “Don’t Let Me Cross Over.”

“Jerry was a big fan of theirs and they were good friends of ours, and we never felt right about covering their song,” Linda admits. “But still we did it, and it was Kenny Lovelace’s idea,” she adds, mentioning her brother’s long-time sideman — and one of her ex-husbands. “Jerry and I had trouble getting through it because we were singing a love song and we’re brother and sister. We were on the same microphone, and we would look at each other and start cracking up. We only were able to get through it once.”

“That’s a little like Nancy and Frank Sinatra singing ‘Something Stupid’ together,” says Fulks, “although that was a lot creepier, I think.”

The sibling duo act came to an end out of jealousy, she says. “My sister-in-law at that time hated me and didn’t want me to be around, so I had to go,” Linda says. “And you know, sometimes even your enemies will help you. Because had she not done that, I would never have left my brother, and I would never have had my own career, and I never would have learned to play he piano. All the things my brother had shown me through the years helped me when I started playing rock and roll and boogie-woogie piano in 1987. My brother’s fans were coming to see me, and they wanted to hear ‘Great Balls of Fire,’ so I had to make sure that I could play it, especially because the piano player that I had in my band in Memphis had no feel for it.

“And I’ve had such a wonderful career, and now of course, with, this great album that I have with Robbie, I feel so blessed. To me it’s the highlight of my career, and life. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy. And I just looooove my ex-sister-in-law that hates me, because she did this wonderful thing for me.”

Before they made the album, Fulks once blogged that hearing Linda Gail play piano put him in mind “of a cotton field with a candelabra in it.” He sounds embarrassed to be reminded of the phrase now. “Oh my God,” he says. “I didn’t realize I said that. It’s alliteration, anyway. It sounds like literature. ‘Cotton fields…’ I better stop blogging.” Lewis offers him a sharp retort. “Don’t you dare! I loved that. I actually saved that in my iPhone so I can just go back and read it over and over.”

In a separate conversation, Fulks talks about how his appreciation for Lewis developed. “You just say Jerry Lee Lewis’s sister and then go on to say yes, she plays like him and she’s a great singer, and she’s been doing it for 50 years or whatever, and that gets people interested. … With Linda, her voice and her career are so tied into his, it would be hard to separate it out too much, and a good deal of her act is a tribute to and an expression of love for him. But to me she’s interesting partly for the fact that she’s a woman in that family, and just as I’m interested in what it was like for people like Jean Shepard to get along on the road with Ferlin Husky and those guys in the ‘50s, I’m interested in what it was like for her to be part of that clan in the ‘50s and ‘60s, and to be holding her head above water.”

And he’s fascinated by the nature-versus-nurture aspects of the playing she picked up later in life. “She’s a great piano player, and it doesn’t really doesn’t boil down to the notes that she’s playing,” Fulks says. “It’s kind of a family style and a genetic style, and there’s something that’s unlearnable about that style. Anybody could read this off of a sheet and make the moves, but nobody could sound like that. I looked at her the other night when we played together, lifting her hands a foot and a half above the keyboard and banging down on two notes repeatedly, and you just think, well, that’s ridiculous! It’s a real mystery, and it’s thrilling to hear.”


Photo credit: Andy Goodwin

LISTEN: Tony Joe White, “Big Boss Man”

Artist: Tony Joe White
Hometown: Oak Grove, Louisiana (now in Nashville)
Song: “Big Boss Man” (written by bluesman Jimmy Reed)
Album: Bad Mouthin’
Release Date: Sept. 28 2018
Label: Yep Roc

In Their Words: “At the time I was just playing electric guitar and singing. When I heard Jimmy Reed and ‘Big Boss Man,’ I went straight to the music store and bought a harmonica with a holder. I thought I bought the wrong key, but come to find out, all the blues players pull on the harmonica instead of blowing on it so it was alright.” — Tony Joe White


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LISTEN: Beth Snapp, “Easy to Love”

Artist: Beth Snapp
Hometown: Kingsport, Tennessee
Song: “Easy to Love”
Album: Don’t Apologize (EP)
Release Date: August 31, 2018
Label: NewSong Recordings

In Their Words: “‘Easy to Love’ is a fun song, but for me, it’s a little deeper than a ditty about some girl planning for her future soulmate. It’s about someone who has fully accepted herself in all her strengths and weaknesses. In fashion with the EP, she is not apologizing for who she is, but instead sending out a disclaimer… she likes herself, she’s proud of where she came from, and if a certain someone can accept and love her for what she is, she’s open for discussion. Otherwise, she’s fine continuing down the path that she’s currently on!” — Beth Snapp


Photo credit: Justin Thomas

LISTEN: Alright Alright, “The Liar”

Artist: Alright Alright
Hometown: Denver, Colorado
Song: “The Liar”
Album: Nearby
Release Date: October 5, 2018

In Their Words: “The start of this song sat in my collection of lines and hooks for a long time. Several years ago, we had been shopping for a piano when a house adjacent to the piano shop caught fire and burned down. Witnessing the event and learning about the situation around it stuck with me as I knew there was a seed of a story in it.

Eventually came an afternoon where we wandered out to the studio to rehearse together and to possibly write some. I had a songwriting workshop coming up, and I threw out the line ‘There was a fire, cross the fairway from our home’ as one we could work with. Within moments, I was off to the races. China politely left the room to make tea, and in about an hour and a half I had written the whole song. I originally thought I would take it in that format to the songwriter’s workshop, but China heard it and we trimmed it up right away. That week, it was in our set list.

That first line became my imagined story of someone witnessing this fire and then taking that cautionary tale into their life. I believe in my own life, as well as for many others, we often think we smoothly learn hard lessons from others. More often than not, our ego tells us we would never do such a thing so we don’t need to take in part of the lesson. ‘Hairspray and a lighter! That’s so dangerous and irresponsible,’ we think. But I also recall writing my name on a sidewalk with hairspray and lighting it out of boredom. I also recall trying to set a guitar on fire fairly recently. Last month, I drove our Soccer Mom SUV full of my children and their cousins on an advanced 4×4 trail until the snow stopped us. That is to say, I, perhaps, should learn all of the lessons.

This realization, in fact, occurred to me while at that same songwriter’s workshop. As part of the larger event, one where many artistic practices come together to be encouraged and sparred on by one another, there was a sort of open mic for musicians, songwriters, poets and prose writers. After hearing some of the most incredible poetry I have heard in recent times, I had to get up there and sing my songs with just me and a guitar. I had to be both straight man and foil, storyteller and comic relief. In the midst of this performer’s dance, while speaking to people I greatly respect, I said something along the lines of, ‘This is a song that I wrote after we watched a tragic situation unfold, and it was one in which we could do nothing to help. I started to think about this life and the story of the situation, and I started to see myself in it. Which is to say that I saw a tragic thing happen to someone else and then wrote a song about myself.’

A rather public confession of my subconscious truth. I was right there and could well have burned down that house with a few dumb actions. I am right here in my relationship and could well burn it down on a daily basis. I value my wife and family more than anything else, and yet a few silly mistakes and poor choices could forever alter my relationships with them. The whole cautionary tale is for me, to hopefully help me know how to clean up the messes before they are too far along. And that is still challenging for me often, and somehow this song is both a picture of who I am and a declaration that I intend to grow.” – Seth Kent


Photo credit: Matthew Greenlee

BGS 5+5: Lera Lynn

Artist: Lera Lynn
Hometown: Nashville, Tennessee
Latest album: Plays Well With Others

What other art forms — literature, film, dance, painting, etc — inform your music?

I’ve actually been using music a lot lately to inspire visual art. When I discovered the work of Basquiat, I was so relieved by his use of words in his paintings. Somehow it had never occurred to me to mix the two. I started using my own lyrics as a gateway to visual works. It really opened the door for me. Now, I am painting more than ever and always use music to guide my hand and ideas… It’s difficult for me to answer the question the other way around. I think everything inspires my music in some way. We are all bombarded with so many images, films, songs, words… The latest challenge for me has been in turning the noise off and focusing on the stuff that’s real.

What’s your favorite memory from being on stage?

I will never forget performing Neutral Milk Hotel’s “In The Aeroplane Over The Sea” on stage outside during Athfest in Athens, Georgia. Being from Athens, NMH was sacred music and I knew it was risky to cover one of their songs. At the end of the song, on the downbeat of the very last chord, lightning struck a building 20 feet from the stage. We’re all lucky to be alive! Several people were struck by bricks falling from the building–luckily no one was badly injured. There’s a video of the whole incident floating around on the net somewhere. I swore after that to never play that song again! Whether or not the gods were for or against our cover, we’ll never top that!

What was the first moment that you knew you wanted to be a musician?

I had planned on being an astronaut up until I found out that my vision is far too poor for such risky endeavors. Music had always been a regular part of my life as a child. So, I remember sitting in front of the TV, bummed out by the fact that I’d likely never make it to space, when Star Search came on. And the thought I had was, “Well, OK, I guess I’ll just do that instead.” If only it were that easy!

What’s the toughest time you ever had writing a song?

I struggle regularly to write. I kinda hate the process of writing, but love having written. Sometimes they come easy and all is right with the world. But usually, I have to squirm my way through it. One song in particular that I remember fighting with was “Fade Into the Black.” I knew I had a great verse, melody, and lyric and just couldn’t find the right chorus. I must have written 3 or 4 choruses that I trashed before settling on the one that made the record… And over the course of months! I’d have to take breaks from it, lest risk losing my mind.

What rituals do you have, either in the studio or before a show?

I’m sure my band is tired of hearing it by now, but I always sing the jazz standard “Lover Man” backstage about 30 mins before going on. I love that song because it’s beautiful and particularly well-suited for a vocal warm-up song since it covers so much ground range-wise. I also always have Throat Coat Tea with a splash of whiskey. On the last tour, I found it really helpful for my spirit to hoot and holler at the top of my lungs just before going on stage. Wow. That looks nutty in text.

Watch Lera Lynn’s Sitch Session.


Photo credit: Alysse Gafkjen

WATCH: Lorkin O’Reilly, “Huckleberry Finn”

Artist: Lorkin O’Reilly
Hometown: Catskill, New York
Song: “Huckleberry Finn”
Album: Heaven Depends
Release Date: August 24, 2018
Label: Team Love Records

In Their Words: “I wrote this song about spending summer holidays with my grandparents in Ballantrae. It’s a small town in the southwestern armpit of Scotland with one pub, a gas station and little else. Their house was full of cigarette smoke, the TV was always on and the fridge was always full of soda. Us kids would jump the wall into the junkyard next door and break old car windows with slingshots or kick a football against the garage door. I’ve been harboring a lot of guilt about leaving my family in the UK. It’s been almost 6 years since I moved to the US and a lot has changed. Writing this song was an attempt to reconnect with some of the better memories of my childhood.” – Lorkin O’Reilly


Photo credit: Patrick Glennon

LISTEN: Rodney Crowell, “Lovin’ All Night”

Artist: Rodney Crowell
Hometown: Nashville, TN
Song: “Lovin’ All Night”
Album: Acoustic Classics
Release Date: July 13, 2018

In His Words: “From time to time I am what you’d call lighthearted. The title of the song is, of course, hyperbole. However, I met my wife on the video shoot for the song back in ’92, and the sparks have been flying ever since.” – Rodney Crowell


Photo credit: Austin Lord

BGS 5+5: Eric Erdman

Artist: Eric Erdman 
Hometown: Mobile, Alabama 
Latest Album: It’s Not Like You Don’t Know Me 
Personal Nicknames (or Rejected Band Names): the Birdman

What was the first moment that you knew you wanted to be a musician?

When I was 3 years old I was the ring bearer for my cousin’s wedding. We got through the ceremony without too much distraction from my mischievous fidgeting, but then came the reception. I had behaved myself for longer than tolerable and beside that, in this part of the evening’s events, mischievous fidgeting seemed encouraged. I was in my element. I was so much more comfortable at the party than I was in the rigid church service, that when the band took a break, I didn’t see it as a chance to relax. Instead I saw it as a sign that possibly these hard-working musicians had tired and they needed assistance keeping the crowd going. So I did what I felt I needed to. I crawled onto the stage and tried to grab the mic.

Before my mother could come divert me, the band saw me on stage and seized the opportunity. They returned to the stage and agreed to back me up. My repertoire at that time wasn’t vast. I knew “Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah” and the theme song to The Dukes of Hazzard. I can’t pretend that I had enough experience at the time to make an informed opinion on how well I performed, but I know for a fact the band and I had garnered the attention of every person in that room, including the flower girl. And that was enough for music to set its hook in me. I’ve been writing and performing ever since. And every night I’m still as shocked and fueled by the connection with the audience as that 3-year-old kid was.

What’s the toughest time you ever had writing a song?

I’ve heard it said repeatedly that songs are like children to songwriters. And I have to agree with that. But since we are leaning on that metaphor I’d like to remind you that sometimes the birthing process requires 20-hour labor or C-sections. One such arduous delivery occurred for me while writing a song for a multimedia art project entitled TRIO. The way TRIO works is, a visual artist and a songwriter are paired with an author. The visual artist and the songwriter both create a piece, in their respective medium, inspired by the author’s book, and that forms one iteration of a TRIO. A collection of many of these TRIO pieces have been put together in a traveling exhibit.

The book I was given was Summer Lightning by Judith Richards. The fact that I absolutely loved the book should have made it an easy write. It didn’t. I’m not really sure why that was. I suspect it had something to do with the fact that the author is a dear friend of mine and I would be crushed if the song I wrote for such an exemplary human was subpar. If I write a song about my personal experiences and it falls short either for me or any critic, I can deal with that and choose to edit or move on. But that would simply be unacceptable for a song destined for Judith.

So I tortured myself for days and days. The deadline loomed. I tortured myself some more then scrapped every line. Then I got into a downward spiral built from the lack of creativity and fueled by fatigue. I had stayed up for the vast majority of three days and the song felt like it was getting worse. It was one of the few times I felt true panic while writing. How could something that is as natural and customary for me suddenly be so foreign and produce such slop?

Luckily JUST in the nick of time it all started to click and I pulled the song out of the nose dive. It ended up being a song I’m very proud of and one I play at most every show. Judith has told me she likes the song too. WHEW!!!

Which elements of nature do you spend the most time with and how do those impact your work?

I spend much of my time near the water or on the water. My hometown (Mobile, Alabama) is a port city. We grew up on the bay and in the rivers. Virtually all of our activities involved that water in some way. We threw cast nets and swam and sailed for countless hours. Interestingly enough I only have a handful of songs that mention water specifically.

However I do feel like my connection to the water impacts my writing all the time. I do not believe I would write the same at all if I were too far removed from a large body of water for an extended period of time. There is something about the smell of the air and the sounds of the wind coming off the water that alters my general state of mind. Don’t get me wrong, I love adventures in the desert, too, but if I stay there too long, I believe my gills would dry out.

Since food and music go so well together, what would be your dream pairing of a meal and a musician?

I’m from the birthplace of Mardi Gras, namely Mobile, Alabama. So I consider music, eating and bending the rules my birthrights. So I have decided to bend the rules and instead of one meal/musician pairing I think it should be a three-course meal of musician/food pairings.

Appetizer: Seafood Gumbo / Wet Willie
I feel that we need to whet our appetites with these Southern classics. Both the roux and Wet Willie are essential to our slowly-stirred, humid, earthy heritage.

Entree: Shrimp and Grits / the Mulligan Brothers
This is a decidedly Gulf Coast pairing. This hearty flavorful combo is something you can dig your teeth into and instantly know you’ve experienced the best the South has to offer.

Dessert: Bread Pudding / Kristy Lee
And let’s top it off with decadence and a voice so soulfully sweet it’s liable to give us all cavities.

I feel like that’s a meal where the likelihood of leftovers is slim to none.

How often do you hide behind a character in a song or use “you” when it’s actually “me”?

It is interesting that you’d ask this question because I only recently took note of this transition in my writing. It had surely occurred, I just hadn’t consciously taken note until recently. I have been writing songs a vast majority of my life and I believe without a doubt truth makes for a better song. So since I started writing I’ve always held truth as the target of my songwriting.

But recently I realized that up until my latest album, It’s Not Like You Don’t Know Me, I have had a tendency to disguise the more personal truths or emotionally raw truths in my writing. Previously, if a topic started to cut too deeply personally it was likely destined to be dressed up as “what Character X feels” in a third-person narrative as opposed to “this is how I feel” in an expressive declaration. I’m not sure if this was a defense mechanism from my subconscious or not but it was there nonetheless.

The songs on It’s Not Like You Don’t Know Me are so emotional and personal that I had no other choice but to write “I,” “I,” “I,” as opposed to “he,” “she,” “they.” I just don’t believe they would’ve rung true if I hid. So I didn’t. Of course these aren’t the only songs I’ve written from the first-person perspective, but these are the most personal and emotional songs I’ve ever dared to approach so head on.

So while I will surely revisit the third-person point of view as I continue making songs, the writing of the songs on “It’s Not Like You Don’t Know Me” has made me much more comfortable saying “I”, “I”, “I” and therefore I feel has made me a more balanced writer.


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Small World: How Paul Simon Found Himself in the ‘60s English Folk Scene

In 1965, a dejected Paul Simon went for an extended stay in England. When he returned home to New York toward the end of the year, he brought Anji with him.

Well, “Anji.” A piece of music, not a woman.

“Anji” — sometimes spelled “Angi” or “Angie” — was written and first recorded in the late 1950s by English guitarist Davy Graham, considered by many the first star of the U.K. folk guitar renaissance. It’s a snappy little fingerpicked number, a series of trills over a descending bass line. Really more jazzy than folkie. By the time Simon first heard it, apparently via the playing of another young star of the scene, Bert Jansch, it had become the touchstone for English acoustic guitarists. This was the piece they had to master to gain entry into that world and in the process serving to popularize the dark modal DADGAD open tuning as the scene standard.

Simon’s recording of “Anji,” with the writing credit originally going to Jansch before later being corrected, served as an instrumental interlude at the end of side one of The Sounds of Silence, the second album he made with Art Garfunkel. But in the context of the sweep of Simon’s eventual status as one of the modern era’s supreme songwriters (and Simon and Garfunkel’s standing as one of the key pop acts of the 1960s and ‘70s), “Anji” marks a turning point.

“One of the things he found [in England] was a welcome, warm music community,” says Robert Hilburn, author of the new biography Paul Simon: The Life. The book is a comprehensive and colorfully enlightening look at the artist, done with his full cooperation. It was published in May, on the eve of what he says will be his final full concert tour. He’s named it the “Homeward Bound” Tour, after a song he wrote while in England.

“He hadn’t felt accepted in folk circles of America — Greenwich Village put him down because he came from Queens,” says Hilburn, who was the pop music critic and editor at the Los Angeles Times for more than three decades (and with whom this writer worked for more than 20 years). “But there, he was from America and people listened to him and liked him. And he said that the folk clubs in England were generally away from the bars and people listened to the songs. In America they were in bars and people chatted and ignored the music.”

Simon was feeling that rejection acutely when he moved to England. While Simon and Garfunkel had been signed to Columbia Records by tom Wilson after some furtive steps under the name Tom & Jerry (and some solo Simon work under the name Jerry Landis), their debut album, the acoustic folk-tinged Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M., had flopped and the partners were at odds — a common state through their lives. In England he found something to give him new artistic life, new purpose, a setting in which he could define his own goals and ambitions, and in which he was valued.

He released a 1965 solo album featuring acoustic performances of his own songs (The Paul Simon Songbook, not issued in the U.S. until its inclusion in the 1981 Paul Simon: Collected Works box set), co-wrote with Australian-born musician Bruce Woodley (including the bouncy “Red Rubber Ball,” a 1966 hit by the band the Cyrkle) and produced an album by fellow American ex-pat Jackson C. Frank, including the song “Blues Run The Game.” (Simon & Garfunkel recorded the song as well.) The composition became another standard of English folkies and later came to mark the tragic life and death of its writer. In the process, Simon discovered key things about who he was, and who he wasn’t, as an artist.

“Most of those musicians there were guitar players and played old folk music,” Hilburn says. “They didn’t write as much of their own. He couldn’t play guitar like they did. Martin Carthy [another rising star of the scene] was particularly helpful in teaching him things, but he realized that it was words that would distinguish him. That’s what the other English musicians wouldn’t do. He wasn’t a fan of the old-time English ballads. When he heard Dylan, he said, ‘That’s what I want to do, write about the world today, not just “I went down to the river and killed my baby.”’”

Now, to be fair, those “down to the river” ballads were just as much core to the American folk revival as the English one. But by and large they originated in England and elsewhere in the British Isles and Europe. The songs of murder, treachery and heartbreak arrived on these shores with the many waves of immigrants, mutating in various ways but still very recognizable in the forms associated with Appalachia and the Delta, bluegrass and blues alike, Cajun and country, you name it.

Of course, that all found its way back across the Atlantic where American folk and blues (and, of course, rock ’n’ roll) influenced and inspired a generation of English musicians looking for meaning and authenticity, even if borrowed, first in the “skiffle” movement, and then in both the folk revival and with the Rolling Stones, the Animals, of course the Beatles and the others who, in the mid’60s British Invasion, brought blues back to America.

Davy Graham was heavily influenced by American blues and jazz, and his early ‘60s albums were full of his arrangements drawn from that repertoire. And one of Graham’s frequent collaborators, singer Shirley Collins, traveled through the South in 1959 with American folk and blues collector and preservationist Alan Lomax, researching and recording the music on porches, in churches and prisons and at social occasions, documenting various forms that were threatened with extinction in the face of “progress.”

It is, in fact, a blues song that kicks off the upcoming Live in Kyoto 1978 concert recording by English folk great John Renbourn, who passed away in 2015. Renbourn, who in addition to his own long and fruitful solo career co-founded the revolutionary jazzed-up folk band Pentangle with Jansch, started this show with a version of “Candy Man,” a raunchy ragtime tune first recorded by Mississippi John Hurt in 1928. But the second song of that concert? Yup. “Anji,” with an introduction by Renbourn explaining that it was a “tune that started me, and a lot of other people, trying to play the guitar.” The album is a wonderful slice of a remarkable career from a stellar guitar talent who regularly tied together Medieval Italian and French dance tunes with American blues and jazz, all fixed around the English folk traditions of such songs as “Banks of the Sweet Primroses.”

It’s the Circle of Folk.

And it circled back when Simon found himself moving home to New York due to an unexpected turn of events. While he was in England, producer Tom Wilson — without Simon’s knowledge — added some folk-rock instruments to the acoustic version of “The Sound of Silence” that had been on the S&G debut. Suddenly it was the right song at the right time, a perfect fit alongside the Rubber Soul Beatles, the sparkling folk-rock of the Byrds and, of course, the newly electrified Dylan himself. That new version became both the title song of the next album and the launching point for new approaches that would quickly distinguish the duo.

How did the time in England make an impact, aside from “Anji”? Hilburn sees little direct evidence of the English folk scene on Simon’s writing, though there’s certainly some of the mood and filigrees of the guitar styles in the fingerpicked lines of “April Come She Will.” And there is “Scarborough Fair,” an actual English folk song that Simon took almost note-for-note from Carthy’s arrangement into an unlikely pop hit, its refrain providing the title of the third S&G album, Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme.

Carthy has said he was “thunderstruck” when he saw the song credited as “words and music by Paul Simon” on the original S&G release. Later it was discovered that while royalties were paid, the money was never forwarded to Carthy by his publisher. Simon years later made sure that new payments were made to the English artist, an act Carthy deemed “honorable” per Hilburn’s account.

But it remains a controversial episode for some, presaging later controversies of proper crediting and cultural appropriation that saddled Simon, particularly regarding his Graceland work with South African musicians at a time of a cultural embargo due to the countries brutal apartheid policies. (And, for Carthy, it was a second case of an American artist nicking one of his arrangements, as Dylan himself used Carthy’s version of the traditional “Lord Franklin” for “Bob Dylan’s Dream.” In addition, “Scarborough Fair” was liberally adapted into “Girl From the North Country,” with the source noted readily in the liner notes of The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan as well as in various interviews by Dylan over the years. A duet by Dylan and Johnny Cash made for a highlight from the later Nashville Skyline album.)

If the direct impact of what he learned in England was not an ongoing presence in Simon’s writing and performance, it did seem to stimulate a hunger for exploring music from various cultures and countries, which soon emerged in a variety of ways — the Andean folk-tune on which he based in “El Condor Pasa” (in turn making it virtually inescapable for later travelers in Peru), reggae in “Mother and Child Reunion” (recorded in Kingston with Jamaican studio mainstays), and gospel in “Love Me Like a Rock.” Then he took that giant leap into South African music with the landmark Graceland album in 1985 and various Afro-Brazilian and Latin American inspirations and collaborations on Rhythm of the Saints in 1990, profoundly the batucada drumming on the song “The Obvious Child.”

And, with this all in mind, it was striking during one of Simon’s Hollywood Bowl shows on his farewell-ish tour how well the song, “Dazzling Blue,” which had been on the 2012 So Beautiful or So What album, could have fit alongside many things done by Graham, Jansch and Renbourn. In this performance, Simon’s fingerpicked figures and lilting melody were weaving through the Indian-derived rhythms and modes carried in Jamey Haddad’s ghatam (clay pot) percussion and the veena-like melisma of Mark Stewart’s slide guitar. Ultimately it’s all of a piece, the band on this tour anchored by South African bassist Bakithi Kumalo, who has been Simon’s partner on much of the music he’s made from Graceland on. Young Nigerian guitarist Biodun Kuti steps in with grace and aplomb to the hole left by the death last December of Cameroonian musician Vincent N’guini, who had been with Simon since Rhythm of the Saints. But still the music is threading back to the epiphanies of London in the ‘60s. And yes, even Greenwich Village.

“He loves roots music,” Hilburn says. “What was interesting to me is that as a songwriter he doesn’t come up with a theme first. If you or I were writing a song, we might go, ‘Let’s write about ecology, or about breaking up with a girlfriend.’ He lets the music inspire him, plays guitar or piano and if something sounds interesting, he thinks, ‘What do those notes mean to me?’ and tried to put that into words. One line, then to the next line, and he discovers the theme as he’s writing. So he constantly needs new musical inspiration. He started with doo-wop and blues, then rock and folk. But by the end of 1969 he felt he couldn’t go any further in folk. He didn’t want to be part of that. So he goes to classical and jazz and gospel and bluegrass. And then South African music. He has to have fresh inspiration.”


Photo credit: Lester Cohen

 

 

Sweaty and Covered in Confetti: A Conversation with Butch Walker

Butch Walker has never been an artist you could pick out of a song or a record based upon a particular sound. The Georgia native and Grammy Award-nominated songwriter, performer, and producer has stamped his name in the liner notes of albums from Weezer and Taylor Swift to P!nk and Fall Out Boy. But Walker’s range as an artist (and, in many cases, a producer) is most evident in his own catalog, where he’s as liable to show up and rock the hell out as he is to deliver a quiet, introspective folk gem. His latest effort, Stay Gold, is a rock album that shows its country tendencies from time to time, oozing with nostalgia and railing through the kinds of lyrics you might find yourself doodling on notebooks.

I have to say, especially being from Atlanta, I love “Stay Gold,” the song. There’s a ton of imagery in there that seems like it must transcend the specifics, though, and kind of mean something to everyone.

Thank you. I think it was probably one of the first songs I put together for the record. The whole thing was this almost Outsiders thing that I just felt like I related to as a kid. I was definitely not the popular kid in school. I was the long-haired derelict that all the yuppies looked at funny. When I saw that movie, when I was young, it made a lot of sense to me. I appreciated the kids that came from nothing, that had more substance almost than any of the gifted and the popular ones. I guess I just really started running with that. Also, growing up in [what was] then kind of a boring, deadbeat, Christian conservative Bible belt town, where hardly anybody played or cared about rock 'n' roll, because I think their parents scared them away from it.

I had a couple of friends that I could relate to. They didn’t come from the best homes. There were definitely problems there, no dads around and whatever. I wrote a lot of “Stay Gold” about one of my buddies when I was young, that I used to hang out with all the time and listen to rock 'n' roll records. We’d dream and fantasize about being in a metal band together and stuff. I think a lot of people can relate, that come from a small town, to the mentality there of disenfranchisement.

I saw a quote from you recently where you said that the songs are half-true on this record. I was wondering what you mean by that. Is that something that’s common, or the way you feel about a lot of your songs … what do you mean when you say that?

I think so. I think a song will start with something that is something I’ve related to or that has happened in my life, or to somebody else’s life that I grew up with or whatever. A lot of times, to complete the picture, I’ll start thinking in broader terms — almost, like I said, in a cinematic kind of a way. "Why does this happen to the character? Who says this has to always be fucking true?"

I don’t believe that it’s inauthentic if it isn’t true. Half my favorite singers and songwriters growing up, I think, wrote fiction. It’s about entertaining and making people enjoy what’s being talked about and relate to it however, or feel something from it.

One of the lyrics on the record that really hit me hard was, “I just hope you worry about me every once in a while,” from “Descending” with Ashley Monroe. I find myself thinking back to that line a lot. Is there something specific that made you think about it that way? It’s a very different take on “I hope you miss me,” or “I hope you wish we had never …”

That line stood out in the back of my mind. Who knows? I could have just been driving down the road or something. I could have been thinking about love and how hard it is to hold onto it, and how hard it is to constantly be in love and feel for someone.

I’m not saying that I’m the one necessarily saying that [line]. It could be the other person. “I wonder if that person thinks I never worry about them anymore — that I never check in on them because I just don’t care anymore.” That’s a fucked-up way to think, but at the same time, it’s a reality. The candle burns out for a lot of people. It’s really sad. I really wanted to write that song with Ashley: “What’s one of the saddest things you can say in a plea of desperation — wanting someone to still love you when you think they don’t anymore?”

I sent that to Ashley. She was on a plane texting, coming to L.A. We wanted to get together and talk about a song. I said, “Yeah, I’d love to do that.” We got to talking about relationships, and blah, blah, blah. We weren’t even talking about the songwriting anymore, we were just talking about having relationship struggles and being in love.

She said, “We’re descending.”

I said, “Your relationship or the plane?”

She said, “Oh no, the plane. I’m sorry.” I wrote her back like 10 minutes later: “I think we have our song.” I wrote this chorus and texted it to her right in the middle while she was still flying. We got together and she helped write the rest of the verses and we finished it in 10 minutes.

Wow, that’s a cool story. You work with a lot of other artists on other records, and I don’t think I could tag what sound to expect from a record with you in the credits. I was wondering, what is it about a project that will draw you to it?

I think you’re right. I consider that to be a good thing … that you never know.

Absolutely.

It’s weird. You come to [music], growing up on rock and metal and stuff like that — I was producing rock and metal bands in my mom and dad’s garage in my 20s. Then, you go from that to having kind of an out-of-nowhere fluke hit for a teenage pop girl and then, all of a sudden, everybody’s like, “Oh yeah, he’s the teeny pop girl.” You’re like, “No, I’m not really. I didn’t know this was even going to happen. It just happened.”

Then, you’re getting hit at left and right to produce and write for every teeny pop girl in existence. It’s like, “Wait a minute: I don’t know if I want to be pigeonholed for one thing. That doesn’t make any sense to me.” I grew up in so many different kinds of music, and I love so many different things, that it’s not fair to myself just to take [projects] because the money’s good.

I just wanted to do something interesting. I’m obviously doing something I’ve never really tapped into before, but I’m familiar with. That always is intriguing to me. I think someone like Rick Rubin has had a great career of doing that, too, where he might not be as hands-on, musically, as I am, but all producer roles are different. His is just as important, which is kind of being the moderator for the bands, or being a shrink for the artists, or being a big-picture kind of a Yoda character.

That’s awesome, because he can go from making the best Dixie Chicks record of their career, to making the best Johnny Cash record, to making the best Slayer record. That rules. I love all that shit. I love all three of those artists. For anybody to tell me that, “No, you’re just a pop/punk guy,” or “No, you can’t do that. Don’t change up the ingredients to the Egg McMuffin on me.” I don’t like it when people try to do that — try to tell you that you’re one thing. How can that be, when I grew up on everything from Duran Duran to Willie Nelson to Celtic Frost and fucking Bruce Springsteen and Bon Jovi? It was everything. It was whatever was on the radio I listened to. Back then, there was no separation. You could hear every kind of music over the course of two stations.

That’s all I knew, growing up in a small town. It was before there was the Internet, and pretty much a lot of it was before there was MTV — which, I’m dating myself, but that just made it more interesting. I was soaking up music like a sponge. The most fun thing about being an artist and a producer now, and having this day job that I have, is being able to exercise all those influences.

Definitely. You’ve been in the producer’s role a lot, self-producing this record, as well, but you haven’t chosen to self-produce all of your records. Ryan Adams produced your last full-length. What pushed you toward the producer’s role this time around?

The thing is, I definitely didn’t know, on the previous record, what I wanted. I didn’t really know what I wanted, just because I was kind of emotionally numb from my dad dying. I had all these strong lyrics — more importantly just lyrics — for songs that I thought would be really great songs, but I didn’t know how to do them. I didn’t really have any confidence, because the wind was let out of my sails, to go in and try to spearhead it myself.

Ryan, at the time, was just the best timing in the world to have somebody come in and go, “I know what this needs to be.” I think he nailed it, and I think it’s exactly what it should have been. If it had been some big, bombastic, rock 'n' roll record with lyrics about my dead dad, I think that would have been stupid. It wouldn’t have worked. It needed to be this thing that was delicate. It needed to be fragile. It needed to be treated with kid gloves, and I don’t know if I would have done that, if left to my own devices. I needed to have somebody steer the ship and keep the music at bay and let the lyrics and vocals be what mattered the most on that album.

Then, I came out from that tour [that followed], which was a great tour and very cathartic. I processed and medicated a lot on that tour about his death, from the stage and the microphone, off stage, with other fans. A lot of people, after the shows, would come up and be crying because they’d just lost their dad or mom or something. I would see these fans that had been coming to see me play for 10 to 15 years or more, crying on my shoulder afterward. It was super-cathartic and super-medicating. I felt great after that tour because everybody got to get something out of it other than just getting drunk and fucking and screaming and partying. It was like a different kind of therapy.

I love the shows where it’s the other end of the spectrum of therapy, too. Let’s just fucking have a laugh and have a scream and leave sweaty and covered in confetti. That’s awesome. At the same time, this needed to happen in my life, and I’m glad it did. When I came out from that, the songs I started writing for Stay Gold were anything but Afraid of Ghosts. They were very celebratory and kind of anthemic and nostalgic. It just triggered a lot of memories for me that were good memories, after coming out from that, of my youth.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that I had a vision for this record. It made sense for me to produce it, because I knew exactly what I wanted to do on this one. We both [Walker and Adams] actually kind of conceptualized this record together. I guess, in a way, he executive produced it, because he knew exactly what I needed to do, and I knew exactly what I wanted to do. It just made sense for me to do it myself.

 

For more on thoughtful, genre-blurring singer/songwriter/producers, check out our conversation with M. Ward.


Photo credit: Noah Abrams