Hyena, 2009
Pri spomenu kamiondžijske muzike ne mogu a da se ne sjetim lika Burta Reynoldsa u onom crnom Trans Am-u iz filma Smokey and the Bandit (prvi dio), koji je za mene ostao na top listi pet najboljih filmova svih vremena. Ako ni zbog čeg drugog, onda radi odlične glume četvoro protagonista, te ključnih kamiondžijskih fraza poput “What’s your twenty”, “10-4″ i drugih. Kamiondžijska glazba u SAD-u spada u tradicionalni country i u toj vrsti glazbe ima odličnih pjesama i izvođača, od Reda Sovina do Jerryja Reeda i, naravno, Dalea Watsona koji je 1998. snimio vjerojatno najbolji kamiondžijski album, uz Reedov soundtrack iz već spomenutog filma Smokey and the Bandit (1977). Truckin’ Sessions je po izlasku doživio vrlo dobar prijem i uvrstio se među one klasične albume koje ćete rijetko ili nikada slušati na velikim country stanicama u SAD-u gdje dominiraju zašećereni “hat acts” i konzervativni poklonici politike GW Busha.
Crountry.com vam donosi interview sa Riječkom grupom Crooks & Straights u kojem govore o svojim uspjesima i stanju na country sceni kod nas. Svi koji prate Country scenu u hrvatskoj već znaju za brojne uspjehe Crooks & Straights, a u ovom interviewu donismo i neke detalje koje vjerojatno niste znali
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I’m gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.
Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin’ in Davenport,
And I followed you, Big River, when you called.
Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
A freighter said she’s been here but she’s gone, boy, she’s gone.
I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.
She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.
Now, won’t you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
Go on, I’ve had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
She loves you, Big River, more than me.
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I’m gonna sit right here until I die.
Hyena, 2009
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