Wednesday, May 30, 2012


Another genuine American folk artist - the real kind, not the whiny 60s bead wearing fake - has died. John Belushi would never have had to yank the guitar out of Doc Watson's hands and smash it on a wall. He'd have sat down and listened.

Watson was another amazing bluegrass and roots artist, a giant in the field along with Flatt&Scruggs and many others who are now gone or soon will be. Again, we're all diminished when men like this die.

Oh but go back to Rhiannon and Justin Bieber. So much better. Like eating a McDonalds fry someone dropped in the gutter instead of Chicken Kiev.


Eric said...

One of my favorite Guy Clark songs has this lyric in it:

"Now I have seen the David,
I've seen the Mona Lisa too,
and I have heard Doc Watson play Columbus Stockade Blues..."

And that's right. This kind of music and the people who play it well is one of the best contributions America has made to the cannon of Western culture (I'd argue you could throw jazz music in there as well).

It almost makes up for the soulless, talentless, uriniferous miasma that we have been putting out for the last decade or so.

Eric said...

and yes, I stole the term "uriniferous miasma" from somewhere, but I can't remember where.

JoelAT said...

I knew a guy named Uriniferous Miasma in College, the guy was a mess.