Showing posts with label Hoyt Axton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hoyt Axton. Show all posts

Sunday, October 25, 2009

*Once More Into The Time Capsule, Part One-The New York Folk Revival Scene in the Early 1960’s-Hoyt Axton

Click on title to link to YouTube's film clip of Hoyt Axton's "Greenback Dollar".

CD Review

Washington Square Memoirs: The Great Urban Folk Revival Boom, 1950-1970, various artists, 3CD set, Rhino Records, 2001


"Except for the reference to the origins of the talent brought to the city the same comments apply for this CD. Rather than repeat information that is readily available in the booklet and on the discs I’ll finish up here with some recommendations of songs that I believe that you should be sure to listen to:

Disc One; Woody Guthrie on “Hard Travelin’”, Big Bill Broonzy on “Black , Brown And White”, Jean Ritchie on “Nottamun Town”, Josh White on “One Meat Ball” Malvina Reynolds on “Little Boxes”, Cisco Houston on “Midnight Special”, The Weavers on “Wasn’t That A Time”, Glenn Yarborough on “Spanish Is A Loving Tongue”, Odetta on “I’ve Been Driving On Bald Mountain”, The New Lost City Ramblers on “Don’t Let Your Deal Go Down”, Bob Gibson and Bob Camp on “Betty And Dupree”, Ramblin’ Jack Elliott on “San Francisco Bay Blues”, Peggy Seeger on “First Time Ever I Saw Your Face”, Hoyt Axton on “Greenback Dollar” and Carolyn Hester on “Turn And Swing Jubilee”."

Hoyt Axton on “Greenback Dollar”. The only reason I want to comment on this song here is that it is a classic example of the commercialization of a folk song for wider audience. It was the kind of song that was standard fare on the television show “Hootenanny” that got many of us talking folk music seriously. The push was toward non-controversial songs that had a good beat and that the audience (and at home as well, I presume) could sing along with. That was to the good at some level but today the song seems kind of tinny and kind of irrelevant.


"Greenback Dollar"

(Hoyt Axton/Ken Ramsey)

Some people say I'm a no 'count. Others say I'm no good.
But I'm just a nat'ral-born travelin' man, doin' what I think I should, O, yeah. Doin' what I think I should.

[Chorus:]
And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar, spend it as fast as I can.
For a wailin' song and a good guitar, the only things that I understand, poor boy, the only things that I understand.

When I was a little baby, my momma said, "Hey, son. Travel where you will and grow to be a man
And sing what must be sung, poor boy. Sing what must be sung."

[Chorus]

Now that I'm a grown man, I've traveled here and there. I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song,
The only ones who ever care, poor boy, the only ones who ever care.

[Chorus, repeat first verse and repeat Chorus]