The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Hee-Haw Salutes "If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger . . . "

Population . . . Two



swac said...

Hey, my childhood was spent in Canada's leading cowtown, Calgary, Alberta. Hee Haw was a weekly tradition. I got to interview Roy Clark last year, and we talked at length about the show. Sure it was cornpone, but Roy and Buck Owens are still two of the coolest people in country music (Roy recorded with Wanda Jackson...end of story) and their guest list was nothing but prime.

Plus, the show was created by Canadians, go figure.

Tom Sutpen said...

I too knew, even as a young-un, that the humor on "Hee-Haw" could be mega stupid (not that that's a bad thing, of course, but I still watched it. Even without the avowed affection for Country Music I have today, I found the whole enterprise fascinating (and Misty Rowe was indeed a, um, seminal influence).

"Where, O where are you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?"

(I would swear on a stack of bibles the size of your choosing that I saw Sen. Robert Byrd . . . former Klansman . . . do a guest shot on "Hee Haw" once and sing that very song)

swac said...

I don't doubt that Byrd appeared...they had all manner of strange guests. Speaking of Misty Rowe, I have a copy of her weird exploitation film The Hitchhiker, where she winds up in the clutches of a cult. Haven't watched it mind you, waiting until the mood is right, but I anticipate an interesting experience. I mean, it can't be worse than Goodbye Norma Jean, can it?

Tom Sutpen said...

I remember staying up till 3 in the morning once as a youngster to see ol' Misty in "Goodbye, Norma Jean" on Cable; figuring I was gonna see her do absolutely EVERYTHING . . . NEKKID!!

Never in my life had I known such a pang of disappointment.

swac said...

Aren't there two different cuts of Goodbye Norma Jean? I thought the one that aired on TV was horribly butchered. But maybe I'm wrong (I've never had the temerity to actually check out the videotape).

Tom Sutpen said...

Ahhhh. Now, that I didn't know. I'm certain I saw the butchered version then, because there was no anatomy, or vigorous workout thereof, to be had in the film I saw.