memories of Prince Albert Hunt

Prince Albert Hunt was a pioneer of western swing. His fiddling had a ferocious groove. It was just outrageously swinging and hot.

Here’s a 30 minute super-8 documentary about him from 1974:

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Warning: there are some flashes of racism in the blunt old school style.

The link above goes to a full length version. This embedded version is a trailer:

I found this film and these people had charm.

evolution of Maiden’s Prayer

Working from this history of the song Maiden’s Prayer on Wikipedia

1856

Sentimental salon tosh original, published as “Modlitwa dziewicy” in 1856 in Warsaw, Poland

A medium difficulty short piano piece for intermediate pianists. Some have liked it for its charming and romantic melody: others have described it as “sentimental salon tosh.” The pianist and academic Arthur Loesser described it as “this dowdy product of ineptitude.”

1935

That sounds almost nothing like the Bob Wills version, published in 1935, via YouTube

The American musician Bob Wills arranged the piece in the Western swing style and wrote lyrics for it. He published it first in 1935 as “Maiden’s Prayer”; later, it became a standard, recorded by many artists.

2009

Mike Auldridge casual jam on it.

74 years after the Bob Wills version it keeps just the chord progression and a few fragments of the melody.

medicine show names

Names of medicine show pitchmen:

  1. Doc Zip Hibler
  2. Mad Cody Fleming
  3. Widow Rollins
  4. Sergeant Poulos
  5. Pens Patterson
  6. the Canadian Kid
  7. Sox Clark
  8. Ask-Me Dodge
  9. the Ragan Twins (Mary and Madaline)
  10. Paperman Dell
  11. Sir Tom Rogers
  12. Doc El Vison (“Lord Dietz”)
  13. Population Charlie
  14. Professor Mayfield
  15. Joe “Fine Arts” Hanks, the punkmugger

(From Jimmie Rodgers: The Life and Times of America’s Blue Yodeler)

life happens

Since my son was born I have been on a new path.

In the mornings when the 4am feeding is over and before my wife gets up I find time to practice, and one night a week I go out to sing.

The practice time is going towards lap steel and dobro. I started learning steel during paternity leave. The pinky on my fretting hand is giving me a lot of pain, so I can’t play normal guitar without making the pain worse, and since steel doesn’t involve fretting it doesn’t need the pinky at all.

The singing is Sacred Harp. It’s a deep well.

Eventually I’ll have time again for gigging, music blogging, and recording. By then I’ll have a new instrument under my belt and probably won’t play much regular guitar. But in the meantime – hibernation.

clusters/tight voicings/dissonance in Horace Weston’s music

Horace Weston’s approach to harmony was bold and advanced.

In his composition “Egyptian Fandango” (sheet music here) there is an E7 spelled f#-g#-d-e, putting two whole-tone pairs next to each other to maximize dissonance:

f#-g#-d-e

F#-g#-d-e by lucas_gonze

Something really unusual there is the f#, the 9th of the chord, as the bass note. Modern jazz might do that to give a sense of two chords at once, meaning an E7 chord and an F# chord happening at the same time. But the way this is voiced with the 9th right next to the 3rd makes the f# act more like a coloration than a tonal center. Funk would have a 9th but only if the 3rd and root are in other octaves, far away from one another to prevent dissonance, and anyway the 9th would never be used as the lowest note. It’s a quirky and creative touch on Weston’s part.

Another approach to this voicing from the same song, this time staggering the high note to be on the downbeat, putting the rest of the notes together on the upbeat, and adding the 5th of the chord in the root:

b-f#-g#-d-e

B-f#-g#-d-e by lucas_gonze

This is again a personal and creative concept. The phrase here is the classic oom-pah boom-chuck 1-2 bass-chord chop, but the first note is above the entire chord rather than below it. If that e note before the chord were an octave down, it would be the same old same old. Weston had ideas.

Here’s the entire bar where that chord is sitting:

phrase from egyptian fandango Phrase A from Egyptian Fandango by lucas_gonze

And here’s the overall phrase containing that bar, to help you situate this with respect to the beat:

Phrase B from Egyptian Fandango by lucas_gonze

Here is a video performance of the song as a whole:

A similar harmony to the above is in Weston’s composition “Horace Weston’s Celebrated Polka” (view sheet music at the Library of Congress). In the B section the main idea is a closely voiced V7 chord, with the 5th, the b7 and root note right on top of each other in a strongly accented chop:

d-a-c-d

D-a-c-d by lucas_gonze

Lucy and Ollie

gurdonark ran across the true history of a pair of star crossed lovers from the olden days. He seems to have gotten hooked on their life stories and cyber stalked them, digging up any details he can find on the internet. It’s a sad tale of an ordinary breakup between two ordinary people, a long time ago.

“Strike the chords of Life’s great autoharp whenever you may, and there comes forth the wails of misery and woe commingling with those of laughter and song”
[letter of Lucy Roberson to Ollie Roberson, from the Nevada Supreme Court case of Roberson v. Roberson, 41 Nev. 276, 169 P. 333(1917)]

I can’t tell you the parts of their relationship which involved roses and love poems and promises in the dark. I can tell you they were minors when they married. I can tell you that their relations crossed the expected boundaries of intimacy, such that Lucy bore at least one child. I can also tell you that the marriage did not work.

The couple talked it over, and decided to go their separate ways. Ollie moved from the piedmont of North Carolina to Reno, Nevada. Lucy moved in with her people, along with the couple’s child.

Read the rest on gurdonark’s blog.

Otha Turner Sitting on Top of the World

Sittin´ On Top Of The World – Otha Turner & Corey Harris

The lyrics are coming from the Mississippi Sheiks version of the song, the original and very first. This song became a bluegrass, blues and folk standard over the decades. There might be some significance to the fact that the Sheiks were black and their version predated the many countryish versions by whites. For example, Turner might identify with the Sheiks more than with Bill Monroe.

The way the slide and quills work together is great.


Update later: it seems most likely to me that it’s Otha Turner’s *age* causing him to use the original Mississippi Sheiks lyrics. It took a while for this song to spin off all the related versions, and in the meantime it was a great song just as it was. The original came out around 1930. Turner was born in 1907, so was around 23 when the Sheiks were doing their thing. That would be a perfect age for him to learn the original just as it was.

lawyerbot attack

A little ways back an article about my music appeared on a web site. I posted about it here. Along with the entry I posted a PDF of the article, in preparation for the time when the original site goes dead. Recently I got a takedown request for my PDF, alleging infringement. The site is a content farm generating linkbait. Most likely they think I’m a spambot that mirrors original content. The takedown request itself is probably 90% bot.

So, no point arguing with lawyerbots. For the moment there is a PDF of the takedown request in place of the PDF of the article. When the original site goes down, whenever that is, it will be safe to put the original PDF back, and that’s also when the original PDF will be useful.

The URL of the article was http://guitar.lovetoknow.com/Reviving_Historical_Guitar_Music . The URL of the PDF is http://soupgreens.com/wp-content/uploads/lovetoknow-noticeofcopyrightinfringement.pdf .

issuing bread instead of flour

How do musicians get paid if they can’t sell CDs because Napster is sucking the very lifeblood from their marrow? Per The Personal Memoirs of U. S Grant, one way is to issue bread to the soldiers instead of flour.

Our regimental fund had run down and some of the musicians in the band had been without their extra pay for a number of months.

The regimental bands at that day were kept up partly by pay from the government, and partly by pay from the regimental fund. There was authority of law for enlisting a certain number of men as musicians. So many could receive the pay of non-commissioned officers of the various grades, and the remainder the pay of privates. This would not secure a band leader, nor good players on certain instruments. In garrison there are various ways of keeping up a regimental fund sufficient to give extra pay to musicians, establish libraries and ten-pin alleys, subscribe to magazines and furnish many extra comforts to the men. The best device for supplying the fund is to issue bread to the soldiers instead of flour. The ration used to be eighteen ounces per day of either flour or bread; and one hundred pounds of flour will make one hundred and forty pounds of bread. This saving was purchased by the commissary for the benefit of the fund. In the emergency the 4th infantry was laboring under, I rented a bakery in the city, hired bakers—Mexicans—bought fuel and whatever was necessary, and I also got a contract from the chief commissary of the army for baking a large amount of hard bread. In two months I made more money for the fund than my pay amounted to during the entire war.

short cuts

At a dance held in Gilliands opera house of Van Wert, O., Thanksiving evening William Stewart, a musician and plasterer, shot Ham Proost fatally and seriously wounded Oliver Ramsy because they objected to his going into the hall.

Originally published December 5, 1890 in The Detroit Plaindealer. I found it in Out of Sight.

Matías Costa’s video on his daughter birthday & Mandolin Love by gurdonark

Said the email about the video at nophoto.org:

At the free sound web page we have found your great “Homestyle Mandolin matched set” which we would like to use for a short vídeo which I am sending you. We are a photography collective and we have been asked by NOKIA to test their new N8 camera. We have made 7 short pieces and one of them is Matías Costa’s on his daughter birthday. The vídeo will be on the NOKIA page and their blog.

It doesn't bother me that a business like Nokia is involved, by the way.

This same mandolin music was also used in mandolin love by gurdonark, which is a fun bit o' honey that I posted about previously.

The instrument I played here was made in Boston in 1900. First posting of the music was homestyle mandolin sample pack.

Life and times of virtuoso whistler George W. Johnson

A November 29, 1890 item in the New York Sun titled “Whistling For the Wind”, which I discovered in Out of Sight: The Rise of African American Popular Music, 1889-1895 :

George H. [sic] Johnson, the whistling Negro inthe Battery scene of “The Inspector,” is a familiar figure on the North River ferryboats, where he whistles for pennies. Eighteen years ago he went with the Georgia Minstrels on a tour of the Old World. In Vienna they stayed two months. While there he fell in love with a white woman. She had no objection to his color, and they were married. Soon afterward they came to this country, and have lived happily together ever since. A daughter was born to them, and she has inherited the whistling abilities of her father.

When Dramatist Wilson approached Johnson on the subject of joining his company the whistler stuck out for a fair salary. He said that he could pick up over $15 on the boats, and get a regular salary from a phonograph company for whistling in their machines. Wilson had to pay him $25 a week.

Since his engagement he has had an offer from Mrs. William K. Vanerbilt, who wishes him to whistle for her one night after the theater performance. Mrs. Vanderbilt will not go to a variety theatre, but she is anxious to see all the best performers.”

I wonder about his daughter. As the years went by, how did she use her whistling? Maybe just to amaze people while she was walking down the street.

And what about his Viennese wife? What happened after she arrived in America?

NPR’s web site has a piece on him, too.

Why I put my work into the public domain

I put my Ghost Solos package, and most of my other recordings, into the public domain. Why?

One reason is compatibility. My primary goals include being used in soundtracks and mashups, so I needed licensing that allowed my work to be incorporated into as many other works as possible. Public domain is the only universal. The only license for creative works that is used widely enough to be considered a standard is a Creative Commons non-commercial license (like this one), but they are deliberately incompatible with many works.

Another reason is durability on the scale of decades and continents. On this time scale there will be very many individual licenses like Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported. Even the most durable will be superceded and obsoleted again and again. Someday there may be a standard of licensing for free cultural works that is as durable as version 2 of the Gnu General Public License has been for software, but right now there isn’t. If my creative work eventually became part of the cultural ecosystem, which is unlikely enough to be grandiose, I would be happy. To accomplish this it helps to make legal arrangements for my work that don’t rely on my active intervention, whether because I am dead, far away, or separated by language barriers. The public domain is the same anywhere and any time.

Another reason is to communicate clearly. My political goal is to enrich the public domain. My creative work enriches the public domain by increasing attention paid to the mainly-forgotten source compositions that are now available for anybody to use just like I did, and to a lesser extent by having my recordings themselves be sources for new works. I dedicate copyrights on my recordings to the public domain to be clear about what I am saying. A share-alike clause or a non-commercial use clause would muddy the message. Sometimes non-commercial licenses are used to express anti-business politics, which I don’t share. Sometimes share-alike licenses are understood to express anti-business politics (whether they actually mean that or not), and this is not my point. I give to the public domain because I take from the public domain.

Creative Commons was still an important resource for my goals, in that I used the CC0 1.0 Universal Public Domain Dedication to put my work in the public domain. It takes due diligence to manage the business of a public domain dedication properly.

I used to use licenses with share-alike clauses like the Gnu Free Documentation License, which I like because it works to grow the public domain (by encouraging disarmament like mine only when mutual). But no such license has been adopted widely enough to satisfy my purposes.

I suppose that so far I have answered every question but the main one: why not retain exclusive rights on my recordings? Because this is a fool’s errand for someone in my position. There are people who can sell recordings at a scale big enough to matter, but I am not one. The amount of time and money I spent to make these recordings dwarfs anything I realistically stand to earn. It’s laughable to think I’ll benefit more by clutching the rights tightly than by letting them go their own way.

None of this stops me from selling the work. It is for sale at the iTunes store, at Amazon, etc. I doubt many of those who read this will pay for it, but I think some others will who come across it there instead of on my blog. The buyers are welcome to have the recordings without giving me money, it’s just that I have to charge money to get the recordings into these distribution points.

The Menace of Mechanical Music

SWEEPING across the country with the speed of a transient fashion in slang or Panama hats, political war cries or popular novels, comes now the mechanical device to sing for us a song or play for us a piano, in substitute for human skill, intelligence, and soul.  Only by harking back to the day of the roller skate or the bicycle craze, when sports of admitted utility ran to extravagance and virtual madness, can we find a parallel to the way in which these ingenious instruments have invaded every community in the land.  And if we turn from this comparison in pure mechanics to another which may fairly claim a similar proportion of music in its soul, we may observe the English sparrow, which, introduced and welcomed in all innocence, lost no time in multiplying itself to the dignity of a pest, to the destruction of numberless native song birds, and the invariable regret of those who did not stop to think in time.

Do they not realize that if the accredited composers, who have come into vogue by reason of merit and labor, are refused a just reward for their efforts, a condition is almost sure to arise where all incentive to further creative work is lacking, and compositions will no longer flow from their pens; or where they will be compelled to refrain from publishing their compositions at all, and control them in manuscript? What, then, of the playing and talking machines?

John Phillip Sousa on the scourge of the phonograph, via Phonozoic Text Archive, originally published in Appleton’s Magazine, Vol. 8 (1906).

Mellow Me Out, Fleet Foxes, and me

Mellow Me Out on Fleet Foxes & Ghost Solos:

really, Fleet Foxes is actually quite nice —sometimes unbearably folky for my tastes, yet of impressive musical quality. More than anything else, its the harmonies that get me. Never have harmonies affected me as they have here. The beautiful jam sessions that occur nightly on my floor have turned into piss-poor, attempted three-part harmony failures because of this. Damn you, Fleet Foxes.

Also, if you happen to be the type partial to all this folky-ness, or have stumbled on this site while trying to find a mediafire of this album, or both, be sure to also check out Lucas Gonzes Ghost Solos. The songs consist mostly of guitar, and have an antique-y, relaxing sound to them. They warm my heart.

Peak Rock

Douglas Wolk theorizes the existence of “peak rock” a la “peak oil”:

For those who aren’t familiar with the problem, peak rock refers to the point in time where the maximum rate of production of global rock ‘n’ roll is reached, after which rock music enters a period of decline–you can map it out as a Hubbert curve. Rock ‘n’ roll was once considered to be a virtually limitless resource–what we call the Neil Young theory, that “rock and roll would never die”–but what we’ve been seeing in the past decade or so is that it’s actually non-renewable, and some experts now believe that peak rock may have been reached in the early ’90s or possibly even as early as the late 1970s. It’s not like all the rock is gone, but it takes more and more money and effort to extract large deposits of rock, and the remaining major labels have been forced to rely on diminishing reserves of fossil bands.

(Quoted from a 3-minute talk he gave at Experience Music Project earlier this year (about independent-label music in the ’00s)).

drug doll x-rays

Drug smuggling civil war dolls x-rayed:


Two 150-year-old dolls have been x-rayed in a bid to discover if they were used by Confederate soldiers to smuggle medical supplies past Union blockades during the U.S. Civil War. It is thought the large dolls – Nina and Lucy Ann – had their hollowed out papier-mache heads stuffed with quinine or morphine for wounded and malaria-stricken Confederate troops.


mashed up

Mashed Up: Music, Technology, and the Rise of Configurable Culture excerpt (reblogged from BoingBoing):

The biggest myth of all is the Romantic notion that artists somehow create their work uniquely and from scratch, that paintings and sculptures and songs emerge fully-formed from their fertile minds like Athena sprang from Zeus. Running a close second is the myth that only a handful of us possess the raw talent – or the genius – to be an artist. According to this myth, the vast majority of us may be able to appreciate art to some degree, but we will never have what it takes to make it. The third myth is that an artist’s success (posthumous though it may be) is proof positive of his worthiness, that the marketplace for art and music functions as some kind of aesthetic meritocracy.

Of course, these myths fly in the face of our everyday experience. We know rationally that Picasso’s cubism looks a lot like Braque’s, and that Michael Jackson sounds a lot like James Brown at 45 RPM. We doodle and sing and dance our way through our days, improvising and embellishing the mundane aspects of our existence with countless unheralded acts of creativity. And we all know that American Idol and its ilk are total B.S. (very entertaining B.S., of course!). Each of us can number among our acquaintance wonderful singers, dancers, painters or writers whose creations rival or outstrip those of their famous counterparts, just as each of us knows at least one beauty who puts the faces on the covers of glossy magazines to shame.

Back in the olden days before recording, copyright was shorter and sloppier and musicians repurposed one another’s work aggressively.

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<p>For example the 1936 Leadbelly classic “<a href=Goodnight Irene” is closely related on the 1886 tune Irene, Good Night by Gussie Davis. (Gussie Davis in the Library of Congress).

The ability to swipe made songs better. A new song would take the best elements from source songs and add some parts of its own. Following songs would pick out themes and ideas from that new song. Over time all the songs in the lineage benefitted.

Wikipedia says:

Lead Belly was singing a version of the song from as early as 1908, which he claimed to have learned from his uncle Terell. An 1886 song by Gussie L. Davis has several lyrical and structural similarities to the latter song, however no information on its melody has survived. Some evidence suggests the 1886 song was itself based on an even earlier song which has not survived. Regardless of where he first heard it, however, by the 1930s Lead Belly had made the song his own, modifying the rhythm and rewriting most of the verses.