Thursday, April 06, 2006
Maybe sometimes people come here to read this stuff and maybe sometimes people just zoom through on their way to another blog. Whatever. I think every once in awhile people stop in and see how I'm doing or what I am listening to. If you are stopping by and then zooming past, cool. If you are interested in what I think, God love ya. Either way, I wanted the picture of Steve Goodman to catch your eye. This is probably one of the top song writers of our generation that you have never heard of. I discovered his music a very long time ago when he was alive. Here is what Wikipedia has to say about Steve Goodman:
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Steve Goodman (July 25, 1948–September 20, 1984) was an American folk music singer and songwriter.
Born on the north side of Chicago, Illinois, Goodman began writing and performing songs as a teenager, after his family had moved to the near north suburbs. While a student at Maine East High School in Park Ridge, where he graduated in 1968, he began performing in Old Town and attracting a following. By 1969, after a brief sojourn in New York City's Washington Square, Goodman was a regular performer at the well-known Earl of Old Town folk music club in Chicago, while attending Lake Forest College. During this time Goodman also married Nancy Pruter, and paid bills by writing and singing advertising jingles.
It was also during this time that Goodman wrote many of his most enduring songs, including "City of New Orleans", the song which would become most associated with Goodman. "City of New Orleans" won Goodman a posthumous Grammy Award for Best Country Song in 1984 for Willie Nelson's version. Goodman's songs first appeared on a locally-produced record, Gathering at the Earl of Old Town, in 1971.
In 1971, Goodman was playing at a Chicago bar called the Quiet Knight as the opening act for Kris Kristofferson. Kristofferson, impressed with Goodman, introduced him to Paul Anka who brought Goodman to New York to record some demos; these resulted in Goodman signing a contract with Buddah Records.
Seeing Arlo Guthrie in a bar, Goodman asked to be allowed to play a song for him. Guthrie grudgingly agreed on the condition that Goodman buy him a beer first; Goodman played "City of New Orleans" which Guthrie liked enough that he asked for the right to record it. Guthrie's version of the song became a hit in 1972, and provided Goodman with enough financial success to make his music a full-time career. The song would become an American standard, covered by many other musicians including Johnny Cash, Judy Collins, and Willie Nelson.
In 1974, singer David Allen Coe achieved considerable success on the country charts with Goodman's "You Never Even Call Me By My Name", a song which good-naturedly spoofed stereotypical country music lyrics.
Goodman's own success as a recording artist was more limited. Although known in folk circles as a great song writer and highly influential, his albums received more critical than commercial success.
Goodman's singing career remained centered around the folk music clubs of Chicago, and Goodman wrote and performed many humorous songs about the city, including two about the Chicago Cubs: "The Dying Cub Fan's Last Request" and "Go, Cubs, Go." Others included "The Lincoln Park Pirates", about the notorious Lincoln Towing Company, and "Daley's Gone," about Mayor Richard J. Daley. Another comic highlight is "Vegematic," about a man who falls asleep while watching late-night TV and dreams he ordered a slew of products he saw on infomercials. He could also write serious songs, most notably "My Old Man," a tribute to Goodman's father, Bud Goodman, a used car salesman.
Goodman was closely involved with the Old Town School of Folk Music, where he met and mentored his good friend, John Prine. Ironically one of Goodman's biggest hits was a song he didn't write; The Dutchman which he popularised, was written by Michael Peter Smith.
Around the time Goodman's career began to take off, he was diagnosed with leukemia. The entire time he was writing and singing, he was also fighting cancer. On September 20, 1984, Goodman died at University of Washington Hospital in Seattle, Washington . Eleven days later, the Chicago Cubs, the baseball team Goodman rooted for and wrote two songs about, would play their first play-off game since 1945 at Wrigley Field. Goodman's ashes are buried under home plate at Wrigley Field.
My favorite Steve Goodman songs:
1. Would You Like To learn To Dance?
2. Banana Republics
3. City of New Orleans
4. Donald and Lydia
5. I'm Attracted to You
He was to mentor to John Prine. That says volumes. I miss this guy, Jim Croce and George Harrison a lot. What a cool songwriter and performer. Buy all the Steve Goodman records you can.
Affordable Art (1983)
Artistic Hair (1983)
The Best of the Asylum Years, Volume One (1988) posthumous
The Best of the Asylum Years, Volume Two (1988) posthumous
City of New Orleans (1989) posthumous
The Easter Tapes posthumous
The Essential Steve Goodman (1976)
High and Outside (1979)
Hot Spot (1980)
Jessie's Jig and Other Favorites (1975)
Live Wire posthumous
No Big Surprise (compilation) (1994) posthumous
The Original Steve Goodman (1989) posthumous
Santa Ana Winds (1980)
Say It In Private (1977)
Somebody Else's Troubles (1972)
Steve Goodman (1972)
Unfinished Business (1987) posthumous
Words We Can Dance To (1976)
Posted by RR at Thursday, April 06, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
I have a friend named Bob. Lots of times when I go to the YMCA, Bob and I will hit the sauna at just about the same time. Today, I ran my fugly ass off playing basketball. I mean, my ankles are sore, my calves ache and I haven't ran that hard in awhile. It felt really good and a good sauna after that is my dessert. When I got to the sauna, Bob was there. Bob is about 83 and could kick my ass. He lifts like a madman. Anyway, his daughters live in Kansas City and apparently, they used to be listeners when I lived there a couple of years ago. Bob keeps reminding me why I run as hard as I do. I want to end up like Bob. At 83, he just doesn't seem old to me. One day he said he just wants to drop over dead. He thinks that in his sleep would be real nice but will be happy whenever God takes him. I want to die like that too. Or naked on a Saturday night with a beautiful woman, but she would probably get stuck cleaning up the mess. Not good. Here's to Bob.
Posted by RR at Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Having a brother 8 years older than you were when you were a kid was very cool. I got turned on to music, cars and girls at a very young age. Gene Pitney's song "It Hurts To Be In Love" from 1964 always struck a chord with me. How painful could love really be? Oh, how I would find out. Gene Pitney died yesterday at 65. I loved his hurting, soulful voice. He also did his biggest song "The Man Who Shot Liberty Vallance", but it was always that painful voice on "It Hurts To Be In Love" that I will remember always. Another one gone.
Buck Owens always seemed like one of the family. "Hee Haw" was pretty big in my family (living on a farm as we did) but he was always a great musician. "I've Got A Tiger By The Tail" is the song I remember him by. My mom loved Buck, so then did I. Buck died last week.
Thanks, gentlemen, for your gift.
Posted by RR at Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
I am glad I stayed on the air an hour longer that I would have normally last night. I don't know if I really did help anyone out, but I feel that somehow, this is what radio is about. Be local and inform your audience. I did get some nice calls, but I felt it was my duty to warn people of the fast moving storms that came through St. Louis last night. As you can see by the view from my backyard..
...it got REAL close.
...it got REAL close.
Posted by RR at Monday, April 03, 2006
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