This Week's Freebie from The 1937. Flood

 The first time we played this old folk song for Vanessa Coffman, she heard what seemed to be the ghost of another tune in it. 

While we were singing a lament from the dark foothills of America, Veezy’s sax was exploring some rich Highland roots from the other side of the sea. 

Listen here as two songs meet and merge, not only fulfilling the lyrics’ opening wish — “if I had wings…” — and also then taking flight for enchanted destinations. Yon bonnie banks, indeed.

This Week's Freebie from The 1937 Flood

 
Our newest Floodster, Veezy Coffman, was still busy being born about the time we were putting a version of this song on a Flood album a couple of decades ago. And, shoot, we’re not sure her folks were even born yet when we first started playing around with it. So I guess you can say this tune has some serious roots with us. 

Our hero, the phenomenal David Bromberg, composed it for his “Demon in Disguise” album back in 1972 as a tribute to his heroes. For instance, the key line -- "when I ask for a water, she brings me gasoline" -- is a shout-out to the blues legend Howlin' Wolf. 

So here, from last night’s Flood rehearsal, is a 2020 rendering of a David Bromberg special.

This Week's Freebie from The 1937 Flood

 In these times of COVID, when we can get together for a rare rehearsal, we can’t meet in our traditional practice space at the Bowen house. Instead, masked, hand-washed and socially distanced, we gather after hours in the big room at Route 60 Music Co., which our bass player, the store’s co-owner Paul Callicoat, has so graciously opened to us. 

 Now, one of the perks of practicing at Route 60 —  besides seeing all those gorgeous guitars hanging on the walls for sale … oo oo, hey, think about this: Christmas is coming, and you can show the pickers in your family some serious love with a guitar or tw
o from Route 60!  … 

Anyway, one of the OTHER perks of being at Route 60 is being greeted by Daisy, the West Virginia brown dog who rules that domain with a gentle paw. Daisy always seems happy to see us, but last night was even better than usual. When Sam, Paul, Michelle and Charlie launched in to the first tune, our take of Bruce Channel’s “Hey, Baby,” Daisy came running to us with her tail a-wagging. 

At first we figured she just misheard us and thought we were calling her name. Now, though, upon reflection we realize that she was telling us it’s high time we repurposed that tune. From now on we’ll be doing it as, “Hey, Hey, Daisy”! Here's the tune that inspired our canine comrade!

This Week's Freebie from The 1937 Flood

 

We love it when fresh ears bring something so new to an old tune. 

Now, our newest Floodster Vanessa Coffman had never heard this old folk song until she started playing with us, but she quickly found the chords and the melody gave her plenty of stretching out room for some imaginative solos and some tasteful fills behind the vocals. 

Here, from a mini-jam session last week, Veezy finds all kinds of musical opportunities in this great old roustabout song said to be from the Ohio River Valley steamboat era called “Alberta, Let You Hair Hang Low.”