Friday, September 7, 2012

View From The Front Porch- September, 5, 2012

I got to thinking this morning, this far down the journey, what have I really learned? Well, let's see now.......

"White bread tastes best, water from an Ozark hand dug well pulled up on a rope a
nd pulley and drank right out of the bucket can't be beat, a 1954 J45 Gibson, that was stolen my first week in Nashville, January 1962, was the best guitar I'll never find, no friend will ever be as faithful and forgiving as a good Collie dog, Chevy made a good truck in '57 and all the parts were made in America, sitting beside a pure mountain stream, running over limestone rocks is better than any blood pressure medicine, a young man can be a fool for love, but a mature man learns to savor the very essence of the woman he loves, that goodness is better than glamour, purity better than beauty, that age is not relevant if you are happy and doing what you love, that Marty Robbins, Ray Price, Red Foley and Vern Gosdin were the greatest voices I ever enjoyed, the pleasure of catching a 5 pound smallmouth bass is better than any CMA award, there will never be another studio to get the sound of Owen Bradley's Quonset Hut, on 16th Avenue, for Music Row was really not a street...it was a special happening contained in the minds and talent of the musicians, singers, songwriters, engineers and producers that lived for the music in the 50's-60's-70's and which may never surface again in such brilliance.”
 
All in all, I reckon I haven't learned too much, but, after all, I'm not through yet.    -Stan

1 comment:

  1. Any fan of Vern Gosdin has got to be all right Keep listening and the learning keeps coming....

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