Happy Birthday Townes- It Ain’t The Singer It’s the Song-Townes Van
Zandt’s A Far Cry From Dead (1999)-A CD Review
CD Review
By Zack James
A Far Cry From Dead, Townes
Van Zandt, Arista Records, 1999
Recently in reviewing a
bluesy CD by outlaw cowboy singer Willie Nelson (at least that designation was
the basis for my introduction to him back in the early 1980s) I mentioned that
I was reminded by my old high school friend, Seth Garth, that back in those
late 1970s and early 1980s I was drawn to such outlaw cowboy music that had
broken sharply with the traditional stuff out of Nashville that I could not
abide., always associated with the Grand Ole Opry and stuff like that, redneck
music.
I also noted that just
then, just that late 1970s, early 1980s, rock and roll was taking one of its
various detours, a detour like in the late 1950s when the soul went out of rock
for a while before the storm of the British invasion and “acid” rock saved it
which I could not follow, folk music, the social protest kind anyway that had
attracted me in my youth was fading fast even among aficionados as more mundane
concerns filled that niche, and the blues was losing its star mostly black
performers by the day and the younger crowd, mostly black, was leaving the
field to white aficionados like Eric Clapton and Stevie Ray Vaughn and heading
to what would become hip-hop tradition so I was up for listening to something different.
Something that might catch my ear for roots-based music, the music of the “big
tent” American songbook beyond Tin Pan Alley.
What Seth hadn’t remembered
was the genesis of that outlaw cowboy moment. My finding of an old used record
by artist under review Townes Van Zandt at Cheapo’s Records in Cambridge (still
there) of all places to find such music. And of course once I get on to a sound
I like I tend to look for everything I can find by the artist (film-maker or
writer too). Done. But more than in that outlaw moment I actually saw Townes in
person at, well, several places over a couple of years, but all of them in the
heart of “outlaw country” music, ah, Harvard Square. So in those days I was not
alone in looking for a new sound since all the venues were sold
out.
What drew me Townes then,
and drew me to this CD recently although it had been put out in 1999 a few
years after his untimely death in 1996 was he command of lyrics that “spoke” to
me, spoke some kind of truth of things that were bothering me just then like
lost loves, not understanding why those loves were lost, and about just trying to
get through the day. Yeah, that gravelly voice on that first record kind of fit
my mood then, and it still sounds good although unlike that first live in Houston
album this one is much more a produced product of the studio. Still the searing
burning messages and lyrics are there for to help you get through those tough
days that creep up and pile up on you. Listen up.
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