It’s been a while since I posted anything by the much-missed Gentle Giant of Country, so here’s a track from his 1977 Visions album, which showcases his shuffling rhythm style perfectly:
Don Williams – Some Broken Hearts Never Mend
More soon.
It’s been a while since I posted anything by the much-missed Gentle Giant of Country, so here’s a track from his 1977 Visions album, which showcases his shuffling rhythm style perfectly:
Don Williams – Some Broken Hearts Never Mend
More soon.
It’s a Don Williams song for you this morning, but a version performed as a duet with Emmylou Harris on her cunningly titled Duets album:
Emmylou Harris & Don Williams – If I Needed You
And, since I missed posting last week, here’s a song which that reminds me of, from a truly magnificent film, one of my absolute favourites, A Mighty Wind, which does for folk music what This Is Spinal Tap did for rock music, which is hardly surprising given the same people were behind both films:
Mitch & Mickey – Kiss At The End Of The Rainbow
If you’ve never seen it, seek it out. It is beautiful, funny and moving. I’ll say no more.
Except: More soon.
Time for something by The Gentle Giant of Country, the late, great Don Williams.
I’ve had this song knocking around my head all week, and I’m really not sure why.
This is actually a cover of a wonderful old R&B tune by Brook Benton. Don’s version is very different, and no less wonderful for it:
Don Williams – The Ties That Bind
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Like I said yesterday, I’m keeping things short and sweet this weekend.
Anyone who knows where I am and why this weekend will know why this an appropriate record.
And if you don’t know where I am and why this weekend, it’s because I haven’t told you. So don’t ask.
Don Williams – I Believe In You
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The thing about taking a hiatus, as I did recently, is that stuff still happens.
And much as I tried to take Alyson’s advice to resist the temptation to read other blogs whilst I was “resting up”, I couldn’t, and so it was that I found out that the “Gentle Giant” of country music, Don Williams had died.
He’s probably best known for this coming-of-age tale:
Don Williams – I Recall a Gypsy Woman
But there were many other wonderful songs in his back catalogue, one of which has featured here before, so I’ll skip that one and play a couple more:
Don Williams – I’m Just a Country Boy
And this, covered by Eric Clapton back in 1978 (and listening to it, you can hear why he would):
Some of those lyrics are pure poetry. He may not have written them all, but he sure had an ear for a good rhyme and a tune.
He’ll be much missed round these parts.
More soon.
Morning!
Today, another record by an artist who was very much a staple of my youth, in that my Dad owned a couple of his albums and they got played regularly.
Don Williams always seemed to be a laid back cowboy to me, his lugubrious drawl and spectacular sideburns a cool combination.
This is a little schmaltzy maybe, but it is rather great:
Don Williams – You’re My Best Friend
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