Before The
Jug….Was The Jug-With John Sebastian’s Hungry Eye Jug Band In Mind
By Lester
Lannon
A while
back, maybe two three years ago just after they had witnessed the fiftieth
anniversary union performance of what was left of the original Jim Kweskin Jug
Band (Jim, Maria Muldaur and ex-husband Geoff Muldaur) at the Club Passim in
Harvard Square Sam Lowell, Bart Webber and Jack Callahan had been sitting in
Jack’s down the street sipping some high end whiskeys when they started to cut
up old touches about their own experiences at jug music and jug band under the
long ago influence of that very jug band(and of course through them finding out
running back to genesis to the Memphis Jug Band, Cannon’s Stompers, The
Mississippi Shieks and a half dozen old state name in front Shieks where all
the really good jug band material was to be found). Jack, the old-time
washboard player, had blurted out what was on everybody’s mind after that
performance-“what the hell we have time now let’s get a hold of Laura Lynn and
Frank Riley and give the old Riverdale Jug Band a local revival.” (Riverdale
the home town of all five of the original named players, an occasional sit in
fiddler and magic kazoo player were from neighboring Gloversville and hence
Riverdale).
Sam, the jug
man supreme, was at first hesitate for the very same reason the band had
disbanded after a couple of years and some local success-there was not enough
space in the then fading folk revival minute to support, support as a
professional operation more than one serious jug band and that band was clearly
the Jim Kweskin outfit (which in their turn would split up for various reasons,
personality clashes, declining energies, declining public interest and the
usual hubris). Fifty years later and a look at the greying demographics at Passims’
only made Sam more sanguine about such prospects. At least that night Jack was
unsuccessful in persuading either Sam or Bart both who were in the slow process
of giving up the day to day running of their respective law office and print
shop to know that they had needed more time think about reforming the old
group. His argument that the Kweskin Jug Band was, except for ceremonial
occasions, not now an on-going operation went for naught. His other argument, a
historical argument, that even the Kweskin experience back in the day had only
been possible because of various reconfigurations in the personal of that band
after various “raids” on other jug bands also fell on deaf ears that night.
But Jack
sensed that there was some mulling over going on and so he went for the jugular
(no pun intended) and brought Laura and Frankie into the mix. Did it in a very
tricky way. John Sebastian, well known from the folk and folk rock days as the
leader of the group The Lovin’ Spoonful (that left out “g” all the rage back
then when everybody wanted to be at one with the “folk” although one never saw
a real “folk” who were trying to get away from that designation and could not
be found within ten miles of any folk revival site) which had hits with Summer in the City, Lovin’ Spoonful (remember no “g”) and Nashville Cats, was scheduled to appear at the Newport Folk
Festival down in Rhode Island like he had in the old days. Jack had purchased a
block of five tickets in order to entice them back to that old summer stomping
ground where they had done a daytime, although no primetime, stage performance
a couple of years in a row when their star was rising (and the lack of any
serious follow-up, follow-up in the way such things counted in those days with
a record contract except a small nimble from Dollar Records who thereafter
passed on producing their first album claiming their work was too derivative,
derivative of the Kweskin Jug Band particularly which started Riverdale Jug
band members, first of all Laura to get married, to go their separate ways).
The hook of
Newport for Jack was that he was privy to something that the others were not
aware of. John Sebastian in the old days before the Lovin’ Spoonful success had
been the founder (and re-founder) of various jug band combinations in the
Village in the early 1960s when jug music was getting a lot of play in the folk
revival. Sebastian’s most famous group, his most famous effort was the Hungry
Eye Jug Band with the great Fritz Diamond on wash basin and Maria Donato on
vocals and tambourines. That grouping was ready to break out, make it to the night
stage at Newport when Fritz and Maria abandoned ship, went over to another
unnamed jug band (but one could figure that out easily enough) and that was
that. John as we know landed on his feet and so he therefore claimed no foul.
The source of the story-John Sebastian himself one night when he was playing by
himself in a stellar performance at the now defunct Boston Folk Festival.
See in those
free and easy 1960s days s groups formed, reformed, talent got stolen away and
every other thing that has happened in the music industry since there was an
industry, maybe before. Jack though if the other members of the old jug band
heard John’s story they might reconsider their position of not re-forming the
band. He also figured once they were back together, back on the road a few
nights playing small coffeehouses and cafes to grab some work in order to work
out the kinks in their material that they too could “raid” the talent pool.
Might have some name in lights like John Sebastian and the Riverdale Jug Band.
Or the Riverdale Jug Band with Jim Kweskin (it would emphatically not be the
Riverdale Jug Band with Maria Muldaur not if he didn’t want to lose Laura and with
her the whole enterprise since her vocals and good looks had gotten them plenty
of play and she would not then nor now abide playing second to any other female
vocalist). But he needed to get them on board, needed to get them to sunny
Newport, needed to have them heard that patented John Sebastian story.
Jack need
not have worried because there must have been something in the air as the next time
the group of five gathered in Cambridge for drinks and conversation Laura asked
if it was still possible to sign up to do a daytime workshop at Newport. The
subject- jug music. And Sam was talking feverishly about where he could find a worthy
jug these days, and so it went. Yeah, before the jug was… the jug.
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