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Originally Posted by TheBig3KilledMyRainDog
What I like about the roots music that's depicted here is its coming from the soul of labor. These guys aren't paid to make music, their paid to cut hair, and sweep floors. They make rent by laying brick, and growing crops.
Today many sounds we hear are either from two schools, techinical tampering or imitating these guys, who played with what they had and if that was out of tune, they worked with what they had. This is the same reason I hate American Idol. Mistakes are taken out of anything the contestants do if they ever make an album, guys in a back room roll with it. In fact the world owes more to bad instruments than anyone else for our drive toward new sounds, and how we manipulate them.
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Really enjoy reading your journal! But I love what you wrote here ^ most. Very well put, and I completely agree with you. I don't know if this will interest you, but a country singer named Johnny Lee said something similar in one of his songs called Cherokee Fiddle. Heres a bit of the lyrics that relate to what you said:
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And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case
He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
He was always there, playing for the miners
The Devil's Dream was a song they understood
And then he'd go out to Oklahoma
But he'd wait till the trains were running and the weather was good
Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
And the music is sold by lawyers
And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone
Some folks say they'll never miss him
That old fiddle squealed like the engines brakes
The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made
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