Awesome documentary from the BBC about a bunch of amazing redneck bands that changed rock n’ roll forever. They made all America want to be rednecks!
Why the likes of Duane and Ronnie had to die young. Only God knows.
Who can ever forget that classic “Sweet Home Alabama” riff!
But by ’79, the year I was born, Capricorn Record, the company that carried most of these rock bands folded. Just as it started, it ended, and then came New Wave – ushering a decade of strange music and bad hairs.
Why was I born in the 80’s? Why not the 70’s. The 60’s. I’ve been robbed of witnessing greatness. Instead, I got flock of seagulls and Boy George. That’s just unfair.
“That my friend was it. The end of great music”, my brother, the biggest blues and classic rock fan ever, use to say. The 90’s were alright. But I’d trade it for the 60’s. In a heartbeat.
If its any consolation, their music is still alive. Now let me play Clapton’s “Layla” with Duane Allman playing the slide guitar solo at the end. After that, some “Redhouse” from ol’ Jimmy!
Oh Lord, that’s sweet!
Post dedicated to Mr. Bartblues. My dear brother who’s celebrating his birthday August 24.
For without you, I’m a lesser rock fan.
“Blues ain’t nothin’ but a good man feelin’ bad…” – Greg Allman