Steve Earle played at Ninigret this
year, along with forty other bands, according to the Providence Journal this
Labor Day morning. "Longtime couples and complete strangers grabbed one another
for a swing, jitterbug or close sway as Roddie Romero and his Hub City
All Stars dealt some Louisiana rock. Even those unfamiliar with Zydeco couldn't
help tapping their feet."
Earle is one of
my daughter Kezia's favorites. She went to see him in Boston recently. It
also recently came up that he wrote "Ben McCulloch." It is about the
Civil War.
I killed a boy the other day
who never even shaved
I don't
even know what I'm fightin' for
I ain't never owned a slave
Another one of my favorites. I did not know until a month ago that the
tune was written in 1974 by Steve Earle. (Editor's Note: Since Earle's album with "Ben McCulloch" -- Train A Comin' -- was released in 1995, this "written in 1974" business may be a product of age-related hearing loss. - KB)
So at Ninigret at the Rhythm & Roots
festival, I decided to see him in action and talk to
him about that tune. He was scheduled on the main stage at 7:45pm Saturday evening. Ninigret Park gates open at 11am. Sandy and I had been Cajun & Zydeco dancing all day and needed dinner and a shower. We
were finishing up eating at the picnic tables when two people asked
if they could join us.
She was from Austin. It is in Texas. He
looked Creole. He probably was. Born in Louisiana but transplanted in San
Francisco. For fun, both travel the festival circuit. Both said that this
festival was the best of them all. People travel from far and wide and I can't
convince nearly anyone to join us.
Flaco & Enid joined us this year.
Halfway through the festival, they were talking about coming for the whole
weekend next year. Enid is crazy about banjo music. Who knew? Flaco would
probably have married her regardless. Probably.
We talked with our dinner
guests about the other festivals and the musicians. Although she preferred the
Zydeco, her favorite performer was a Cajun by the name of Riley. It turns out
that California has many Cajun / Zydeco dances. San Diego has an awesome
festival. It is in California. Louisiana has the most, and nearly all of them
are free admission. We finally broke away from our new friends and headed late
to the main stage to see Steve. Earle not Riley.
A football sized field (you know what I mean . . . ) holds the festival
attendees for the main stage.
They added
another stage this year to bring it up to five stages. Why? Well you
need them if you have forty bands. Dumb question, by the way.
The sound system
is terrific. This is the festival's 16th year and they have it all fine-tuned.
There are screens to watch if you haven't secured a closer-to-the-stage seat.
It is Bring Your Own chair seating.
As we drew closer, I heard the song being
performed that I had come to the festival specifically to see and hear.
God damn you
Ben McCulloch
Hate you more
Than any other man alive
And when
you die
You'll be a foot soldier just like me
In the devil's infantry
It seems that Steve Earle's soldier had joined General Ben
Mc Culloch's Texas infantry for seven bucks a week, all the rations in the Army you could eat, and a ryyfill you could keep. That is how he pronounced
rifle. In real life, Ben was a Texas Ranger before the war of Northern
aggression.
General Ben McCulloch |
So I took her hand
And I give her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Polish girl.
Lo siento I mean Galway girl. I could not believe it. He wrote that one Also.
Kezia puts all my musical choices together
for me for my Christmas CD. Mostly I give her the tunes. Leonard Cohen, Paulo
Conte and Cesaria Evora were suggested additions by her. One day I
was walking by her room and heard "Galway Girl." I said, "Kezia whatever that is, I
need it for my next Bob's World CD." So it made Bob's World that year. I
assumed it was an Irish group. Wrong, Kemo Sabe.
WOW! ycmuslthis
unburritable
My new favorites playing this year were Taj Mahal, Los Texmaniacs, and The Carolina Chocolate Drops.
If you would join us there next year I
wouldn't have to write this blog.
Roberto
Francisco Tocino
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