Posted in Uncategorized

Woody Guthrie Jam Session

A small crowd gathered inside the old Harris Drugs this past weekend to play a little music in tribute to Woody Guthrie, a folk singer who spent a few years here in our little town and worked at Harris Drug. 
Legend says that it was while working here, he found a guitar in the back room and began writing and playing music. 
About fifteen chairs formed a circle in this old building and musicians ranging in ages from 12 to 72 played music.  Pardon me while I describe the instruments, as I am far from knowledgeable.  Some had guitars, electrical and acoustical, there was a steel guitar type instrument laying over a man’s lap, a mandolin, and a few harmonica players.   A girl had a bag of tricks for percussion including a shaking thing that rattled and a stick that ran up and down a ridged board.  Looked like something off of Hee Haw, an oldy but goody.  Sometimes, she just clapped along with the music, picking up the rhythm and adding her unique clap.  They passed a microphone around to anyone who wanted to say a few words about Woody’s music or sing.  Some were good, and some were….eh, well you know.  Simon Cowell would not have been pleased.  It was a neat experience to watch these musicians who would ask what key or “gear”  to play in and they could all just pick up the songs, even if they’d never heard them before.  They would  watch the lead guy who started the set until they could just find the music and play.  Woody wrote about the dust bowl days with songs like “Dust Bowl Blues”.  Some of his other titles are “Do-Re-Mi”, “Pretty Boy Floyd”, and “This Land is Your Land”.Here’s a picture of our main street circa 1930’s.  A far cry from what it looks like today. 
Times were tough then, and we think we have it bad.  Watch this video and have a listen:
So long, it’s been good to know you.
Advertisements

Author:

I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences. I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak. A few things you might discover about me: •Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things •My family makes this world a better place for me to live in •I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either •I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin •My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers Thanks for stopping by. Kick off your shoes and stay awhile. I know your time is valuable and I honor you for spending a few moments here with me. I hope you find something to brighten your day, lighten your load, make you chuckle and remind you of the good in the world. “When you look for the bad in mankind, expecting to find it, you surely will." Pollyanna I’m always eager to meet new online friends, so leave a comment and introduce yourself.

One thought on “Woody Guthrie Jam Session

  1. i think legend has it wrong. i think wsoody was a picker before he left okeema, okla.he wrote some pretty good songs, tho i don't kno where. i knew he lived there south of the tracks in pampa, back in the day.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s