I grew up on Hank, and the later iterations of country (60s and 70s). I’m glad to see a resurgence of “old country” in the Americana/Roots genre lately. I have missed that stuff greatly
I saw “pick guitars, fill fruit jars” in this one immediately. I’m disappointed I was wrong.
It’s funny to me because I’m Indigenous in northern Ontario in Canada … we’re Ojibway/Cree and my dad was born in the 1930s and raised in the bush and basically lived a traditional life for most of his early life. He understood English but seldom spoke it as he preferred just using our traditional language.
But he loved Hank Williams and all that old country. I remember listening to so much Hank when I was a kid … all the songs were the same … he was either singing about love with a ‘tear in his beer’ … having fun with ‘jambalaya’ or ‘settin the woods on fire’ … or praising the lord with ‘I saw the light’ or ‘When God Dips His Love In My Heart’ … as un politically correct as it is … he also loved ‘Kawliga’
I love that music too and every time I hear that old time country, I think of my dad and all his old hunting and trapping friends and family and being up north in the woods in the middle of nowhere.
Thank you for sharing that with me. Music is such a powerful art form, and hearing the beauty and richness it has added to your life makes me very happy. I have similar experiences, and knowing that music has connected me to you, and connect so many others really gives me hope. I really appreciate your commentd. Thank you
Fun on the Bayou, Hank Williams?
Not that one
did you mean Jambalaya
Indeed I did. Thank you for the correction
I’m just surprised that someone knows Hank Williams
I grew up on Hank, and the later iterations of country (60s and 70s). I’m glad to see a resurgence of “old country” in the Americana/Roots genre lately. I have missed that stuff greatly
I saw “pick guitars, fill fruit jars” in this one immediately. I’m disappointed I was wrong.
It’s funny to me because I’m Indigenous in northern Ontario in Canada … we’re Ojibway/Cree and my dad was born in the 1930s and raised in the bush and basically lived a traditional life for most of his early life. He understood English but seldom spoke it as he preferred just using our traditional language.
But he loved Hank Williams and all that old country. I remember listening to so much Hank when I was a kid … all the songs were the same … he was either singing about love with a ‘tear in his beer’ … having fun with ‘jambalaya’ or ‘settin the woods on fire’ … or praising the lord with ‘I saw the light’ or ‘When God Dips His Love In My Heart’ … as un politically correct as it is … he also loved ‘Kawliga’
I love that music too and every time I hear that old time country, I think of my dad and all his old hunting and trapping friends and family and being up north in the woods in the middle of nowhere.
Thank you for sharing that with me. Music is such a powerful art form, and hearing the beauty and richness it has added to your life makes me very happy. I have similar experiences, and knowing that music has connected me to you, and connect so many others really gives me hope. I really appreciate your commentd. Thank you