Showing posts with label John Prine. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 18, 2023

Steve Goodman blazed a trail in Telluride

Steve Goodman, Cubs fan.

 Fine melodies and clever lyrics

By Rob Carrigan. robcarrigan1@gmail.com

The first time I ever heard anything about Steve Goodman was at the Telluride Bluegrass & Country Festival one summer, in the early 1980s. He performed at least three of the festivals then. About the same time, he often opened musically for comedian and Bluegrass artist Steve Martin. Goodman's friend John Prine often talked about their early days in Chicago, and later performed at Telluride Bluegrass four times following in his first producer's footsteps.

Goodman's fine work in engaging the audiences, and all those nearby, was particularly noteworthy and has lived on in TheFestivalTapes from June 28, 1980, with Mama Don't Allow It - Steve Goodman with Hot Rize and other songs that were captured during the 1980 performance filmed by Boulder public television and two CDs were made available.

https://youtu.be/VgORBCt5wpw

 “Steve was the first solo performer at the festival who could hold the audience like a band would,” Sam Bush said, as the 40th anniversary of festival loomed. This year will be the 50th anniversary.


BERKELEY, CA - 1981: L-R Hoyt Axton, Odetta, Tom Paxton and Steve Goodman backstage at The Greek Theatre in 1981 in Berkeley, California. (Photo by Richard McCaffrey/ Michael Ochs Archive/ Getty Images)

Bush, of the bands New Grass Revival and Strength in Numbers, remembered the early days of festival in an oral history for Outside magazine, by Jared Keller: 

"I first came to Telluride with New Grass Revival in 1975. The original promoters were a band called the Fall Creek Band, back in 1974. All of the original bands were local to Colorado, and most of them lived in Telluride. They’d seen us play at the Walnut Valley picking contest in Winfield, Kansas and by the time the festival rolled around in June 1975, we were hired to come out. I’m not sure if we were the first national act, but we were the first band not from Colorado.  

According to Bush: "The streets weren’t paved. There was the one old hotel, but they put us up in one newish condo called the Manitou Inn. We got there in the middle of the night after a day and a half of driving from Kentucky and stumbled our way into this place, since there’s no neon allowed in mountain communities in Colorado. When we got up the next morning and couldn’t believe the beauty. It was like being in a different country."

Béla Fleck of (also of New Grass Revival, Béla Fleck and the Flecktones) talks about a local side trip in the same oral history:

"The trip to the Dunton Hot Springs after the festival closed on Sunday was always special. That first year I was at the festival with New Grass, back in 1982, Steve Goodman and I sat up all night and played with a bunch of people sitting around and listening in some small cabin. We had some spare parts from a barbecue that Sam Bush and Fred [Shellman] dumped into the hot springs to terrify the other people at the campsite. Nobody was star-tripping, it was just a bunch of people have a great-ass time. "

"Best known as the writer of 'City of New Orleans,' Steve blazed the trail at Telluride for singer-songwriters to come. His 1980 acapella 'Broken String Song' is still remembered as a moment of spontaneous brilliance."

Goodman's obituary in Rolling Stone. Nov. 8, 1984, outlined some of his story:

"Songwriter Steve Goodman died of leukemia on September, 20, 1984, after suffering with the disease for sixteen years. Best known for songs like "City of New Orleans," Goodman had a modest recording career, critical acclaim, and a small but loyal audience. Goodman toured often, performed at Carnegie Hall, and has had his songs covered by Arlo Guthrie, Johnny Cash, and Joan Baez, among others. He believed in traditional folk music. His songwriting ranged from blues to protest, and was characterized by fine melodies and clever lyrics."

John Prine tells the sideline of Goodman's guitar prowess:

John Prine and Steve Goodman.

 
"Steve was a master with the Guitar. It was almost impossible for him to complete a concert without breaking a guitar string. Of course, Steve also had a tendency to put on one man shows. Now for most singers this would mean an apology was in order while the musician switched guitars, but not Steve. Steve would continue to sing in perfect rhythm while he reached into a pocket, pulled out a new string, replaced the string, re-tuned the guitar, and then pick up playing again, much to the amazement and enjoyment of the crowd. 

John Prine claimed that Goodman did this on purpose, just to embarrass other guitar players. 

In 1974, singer David Allan Coe achieved considerable success on the country charts with Goodman's and John Prine's "You Never Even Called Me by My Name", a song which good-naturedly spoofed stereotypical country music lyrics. Prine refused to take a songwriter's credit for the song, although Goodman bought Prine a jukebox as a gift from his publishing royalties. Goodman's name is mentioned in Coe's recording of the song, in a spoken epilogue in which Goodman and Coe discuss the merits of "the perfect country and western song".

 "I'll never see Wrigley field one more time before I come to my eternal rest. So have your pencils and score-cards ready while I give you my last request. I want a double-header funeral in good old Wrigley Field, some sunny Saturday" From 'A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request' (Steve Goodman, 1981).

In his obit in the Chicago Sun-Times, by Harlan Draeger and Donald M. Schwartz noted:

"Chicago-born folk singer, Steve Goodman who coupled his performing talent with a lifelong passion for the Cubs, didn't live to see his team play in the World Series. The 36-year-old folk artist and song-writer died late yeasterday at University of Washington Hospital in Seattle.

He succumbed to kidney and liver failure after a fifteen year struggle with luekemia that included a bone marrow transplant on Aug. 31.

A nationally-known performer who had moved to Los angeles in 1980, Mr. goodman drew heavily on his Chicago background for his mellow, easygoing music.

In 1981, he recorded a light-hearted peice called "A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request" It suggested that he be cremated at home plate in Wrigley Field so his ashes could come to "final resting place out on Waveland Avenue"

While he was undergoing treatment in Seattle, his 'Go Cubs Go' theme song for the Chicago National League team was played almost daily on station WGN-AM (720) , for which he wrote the piece.

"Mr Goodman achieved his greatest fame when 'City Of New Orleans,' a 1972 song about the demise of the nation's railroads, was made into a national hit by singer Arlo Guthrie. The song was also a big hit for Willie Nelson this Year.

"Tunes such as 'Lincoln Park Pirates' and 'Daley's Gone' made Mr. Goodman a Chicago Favorite."

"Steve was someone who touched everybody he came in contact with in a very special way" said his Los Angeles Agent, Dan Einstein. "He taught me quite a bit about what it's like to stand up for yourself. He was a man of uncompromising principles--just the way he conducted himself in business and performing. He was very true to his form in his art.

Mr Goodman's last recording released this week, was a collection of new songs called 'Santa Ana Winds.' Einstein said it is "typical Steve Goodman," combining humor and a bittersweet touch. As in much of his earlier work, Einstein said the songwriter's Chicago experiences "seems to pervade the entire collection.

"Goodman, born on the North side, sometimes scheduled performances around his chemotherapy treatments. During the early '70s as Mr. Goodman was establishing himself as a national recording and performing artist, he would travel to New York's Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer center every two weeks. From his buoyant performances audiences for "Chicago Shorty" never suspected a thing."

"During the third week of July Mr. Goodman traveled to New York to participate in a Harry Chapin benefit concert. He became ill, was hospitalized, and was told that some white blood cells had been found in his spine-- a symptom he had never exhibited before."

"Although Mr. Goodman moved to Los Angeles along with his wife, Nancy, and their three daughter, he remained in close touch with his Chicago Home. He had family here. The Earl of Old Town was here. He had friends here and fans here, although there was n ever a strict distinction between the two."

For Mr. Goodman the big break came in April, 1971 when he was the opening act for Kris Kristofferson at the Quiet Knight. The headliner was so impressed with his opener that he took Mr. Goodman to play a few songs for Paul Anka.  Anka offered him a plane ticket to New York. 'City Of New Orleans,'  Kristofferson once said it was "the best damn' train song I ever heard."

"In addition to his wife, Mr. Goodman is survived by their three daughters, Jessie, Sarah, and Rosanna; a brother David; his mother, Minette, and his Grandmother."

Although he was Jewish, Goodman weighed in on Christmas on Track 9, on 'Unfinished Business,' his last album while he was alive.

Known for his smiling performances.


From 'Colorado Christmas,' by Steve Goodman,

Looking out the window of this Hollywood hotel
You'd never know that this was Christmas Eve
The billboards and the neon took the place of silver bells
And the temperature is 84 degrees

But I remember Christmases when I was just a boy
In the morning I would run to see the tree
And the carolers on the hillside sang their songs of Christmas joy
Well, I always thought they sang them just for me
Now all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air
From Telluride to Boulder down below
Now the closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere
Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow

I can hear the traffic on the crowded strip below
As the palm trees poke their heads above the scene
But there's not a single reindeer and it hardly ever snows
And Santa drives a Rolls Royce limousine
I see the sun is setting in the California sky
And I can't find the spirit anywhere
So I think it's time for me to tell Los Angeles goodbye
I'm going back home look for Christmas there

Cause all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air
From Telluride to Boulder down below
Now the closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere
Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow

Sunday, March 12, 2023

John Prine familiar to Colorado, left us souvenirs

John Prine (left) and Jason Wilber (right) perform at the Second Chatfield Musical Festival at the Denver Botanic Gardens at Chatfield Sunday afternoon June 12, 2005. Dennis Schoeder/Rocky Mountain News

Don't you know her when you see her?
She grew up in your back yard
Come back to us Barbara Lewis
Hare Krishna Beauregard

Can't you picture her next Thursday?
Can you picture her at all?
In the Hotel Boulderado
At the dark end of the hall

John E. Prine

John Prine (left) and Dave Jacques (right) perform at the Second Chatfield Musical Festival at the Denver Botanic Gardens at Chatfield Sunday afternoon June 12, 2005. Dennis Schoeder/Rocky Mountain News

Songwriter visited Colorado early and often

By Rob Carrigan,  robcarrigan1@gmail.com

Though his roots were, of course on the mail route in Chicago and coal country of Kentucky, at the very start of his career John Prine spent a considerable amount of time in Colorado. You hear it in the details of lyrics written about characters and places like "Barbara Lewis" and the "Hotel Bolderado."

 Prine himself explained in liner notes: 

"That came about while traveling around Colorado with Ramblin' Jack Elliott. At that time, there were a lot of people who were leftover hippies who never made it all the way to California, as if they got to the Rockies and went, "God, I can't get over that," and just settled in. "

Also, "I had different friends of mine who went through the '60s, from being totally straight or greasers, then turned into hippies, and then into a religious thing. So I created this character who had done all those different things. I got the name Barbara Lewis from the R&B singer ("Hello Stranger," 1963; "Baby, I'm Yours,"1965). The rest of the name of the character just came from that same place as "Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You"- it just falls off the tongue really nicely. I often try to match a syllable for each note; I call it the Chuck Berry School of Songwriting. He's got it so dead-on that you can just read his lyric, and that would be a melody."

"Prine first visited Colorado’s Front Range in 1972, performing at Marvelous Marv’s in Denver and Tulagi in Boulder, forging a reputation as a songwriter and performer through songs that were simultaneously detailed, cynical and funny,"  notes Colorado Musical Experience.

"The prime Prine was found on John Prine, his acclaimed debut album—“Sam Stone” (about the abuse of Vietnam vets), the wry ballad “Donald and Lydia,” “Illegal Smile” (an ode to recreational pot smoking), the anti-war song “Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You into Heaven Anymore” and the much-covered “Paradise,” a nostalgic anthem against strip mining in rural Kentucky (where his folks had lived), says Colorado Music Experience.

According to a piece about his death by Dylan Owens of theknow@denverpost.com:

"Prine was — and this is rare, talking to musicians — every ounce the man you’d hope him to be. He laughed at my worst jokes, spoke at length about his love of pork chops and rattled off 30-year-old anecdotes with a poetic attention to detail.

"Case in point: I asked him about his first show in Colorado, at Tulagi’s in Boulder, opening a week of shows for comedian George Carlin.

“I was there for a week. The walls looked like the Flintstones. The girls looked like they were in The Playboy Club — real skimpy pseudo leather,” Prine said. “George called the audience beehives and bowties.”

Prine recounted how he’d played most small towns throughout the state early in his career, thanks to his friendship with Colorado promoter Chuck Morris. (“I wish he’d stop wearing his golf clothes,” Prine joked to me about Morris. “I’ve been on him for years trying to tell him checks and stripes don’t go together.”)

His memories of his first tour were as colorful as you’d imagine.

“Colorado had a reputation. Smoke a lot of dope, lot of pretty girls. It was a fun place to play,” Prine said. “Me and Ramblin’ Jack Elliot covered 12 cities in a broken-down RV full of strange characters. It was like Ken Kesey’s bus.”

Beat Generation writer Ken Kesey, of course, also had ties to the state and was born in La Junta, Colo.

In the early days, of the "singing mailman," Prine garnered early attention by critic Roger Ebert.

The following was published in the Sun-Times on Oct. 9, 1970.

While “digesting Reader’s Digest” in a dirty book store, John Prine tells us in one of his songs, a patriotic citizen came across one of those little American flag decals.

He stuck it on his windshield and liked it so much he added flags from the gas station, the bank and the supermarket, until one day he blindly drove off the road and killed himself. St. Peter broke the news:"

Your flag decal won’t get you into heaven anymore;

It’s already overcrowded from your dirty little war.

"Lyrics like this are earning John Prine one of the hottest underground reputations in Chicago these days. He’s only been performing professionally since July, he sings at the out-of-the-way Fifth Peg, 858 W. Armitage, and country-folk singers aren’t exactly putting rock out of business. But Prine is good," wrote Ebert, back then.

Prine settled into a regular routine of recording and touring in his early  career, slowly building  an audience, says Prine biographer Eddie Huffman in his 2015 book "John Prine: In Spite of Himself."

"In the summer of 1973, he did a summer tour "little ski towns" in the Rockies with one of his early heroes, Ramblin' Jack Elliott. Elliott had  authenticity as a folksy, down-to-earth country boy, despite being a Jewish doctor's son from Brooklyn. It was the off season for tourist, so the crowds were small."

"Jack showed up with this Winnebago and had a couple of interesting character acters with him," according to Prine. "A 'black and gay' comedian named Kelly Green opened the shows. "He would go out and sing 'Old Cowhand' (From the Rio Grande).'" 

"A lot of the cowboys down on the front row – I don't know if they liked that or not."

Prine also appeared that summer at Willie Nelson's fourth of July Picnic outside of Austin. The lineup mixed country and rock artists, such as Nelson, Kris Kritofferson, Tom T. Hall,  and Leon Russell.

 On March 19, 2020, amid the COVID-19 pandemic in the United States, Prine's wife Fiona revealed that she had tested positive for SARS-CoV-2 and had been quarantined in their home apart from him. He was hospitalized on March 26 after experiencing COVID-19 symptoms. On March 30, Fiona tweeted that she had recovered and that John was in stable condition but not improving.  Prine died on April 7, 2020, of complications caused by COVID-19 at the age of 73.

All the snow has turned to waterChristmas days have come and goneBroken toys and faded coloursAre all that's left to linger onI hate graveyards and old pawn shopsFor they always bring me tearsI can't forgive the way they robbed meOf my childhood souvenirs
 
Memories, they can't be boughtenThey can't be won at carnivals for freeWell it took me years to get those souvenirsAnd I don't know how they slipped away from me

Souvenirs, ___ John E. Prine