"Rich Men North of Richmond"
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Modern music is all milquetoast hooks in 2 minutes or under, within a very narrow band of beats per minute, and vocal affectations employed to hide a shameless amount of autotune. Oh and don't forget the TikTok theatrics.
This guy's doing none of that shit. I'll take his imperfect voice, simplistic guitar playing and okay lyrics because it isn't contrived. Good for him. I hope he dominates the YouTube discover for months because something like this should.
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This guy's doing none of that shit. I'll take his imperfect voice, simplistic guitar playing and okay lyrics because it isn't contrived. Good for him.
I agree. He ain’t no Guy Clark or even a Gram Parsons, but he’s got something and his own sound. Just the fact he can pull it off on a cheap Gretsch resonator says something by itself .
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His voice is substantially older than he is. That throws me off a bit watching the videos. He sounds like he’s a 50-60 year old coal miner… Great emotion and good stuff. Not sure that I would sit through 75 minutes of the same, but yeah… OK…
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And I find it funny that a group of people that idolize Bob Dillon is criticizing this guy’s voice…
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@LuFins-Dad said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
And I find it funny that a group of people that idolize Bob Dillon is criticizing this guy’s voice…
The feels, they are a-biased.
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So, has this guy taken over from sea shanties? I was quite enjoying that internet fad, and now apparently it's this.
I guess it's back to Michael Brecker and Chris Potter for me.
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@Doctor-Phibes said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
So, has this guy taken over from sea shanties? I was quite enjoying that internet fad, and now apparently it's this.
You know those two are related, right?
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@Aqua-Letifer said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
You know those two are related, right?
Well, there's commonalities, certainly.
My dad used to sing me shanties when I was a baby, and he did the same thing for my grandchildren, which was probably why I enjoyed them so much.
I don't really like this latest thing so much, not really my bag.
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@Rainman said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
Phibes, if you remember the names of some of your favorites that we might not be familiar with, it would be enjoyable to listen to. Sea shanties. hmmm. Specific to where your family is from, maybe?
Nothing unusual, just the 'Drunken Sailor', 'Blow the man down', that kind of stuff. My dad was from Twickenham, west of London, so not much of a naval tradition there
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@Doctor-Phibes said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
@Aqua-Letifer said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
You know those two are related, right?
Well, there's commonalities, certainly.
Yeah, not exactly in the musical genre but in terms of how it's produced. I think both are a symptom of people getting more and more starved for real things without knowing that's what's going on with them. Otherwise you're left to conclude that "sea shanties as a trend" is just some random happenstance thing, and that's completely untrue. They never are.
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@Aqua-Letifer said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
Yeah, not exactly in the musical genre but in terms of how it's produced. I think both are a symptom of people getting more and more starved for real things without knowing that's what's going on with them. Otherwise you're left to conclude that "sea shanties as a trend" is just some random happenstance thing, and that's completely untrue. They never are.
'Folk music that doesn't suck'.
Blues seems to have gone the way of the dinosaurs, jazz is now taught in colleges like classical music, country is essentially just over-produced pop music sung by a guy wearing a cowboy hat and boots, urban black music mostly seems to be about bitches and shooting people and what-have-you, which is a bit depressing.
I can see why something a bit more genuine might appeal.
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@89th said in "Rich Men North of Richmond":
The 2nd video was a bit better, nice music from the guitar and lyrics, although he still does that overly repetitive thing with his voice hitting the same 3-4 notes over and over that drove me a little off with his first hit.
Okay now do yours.
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It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
Your joke about the trees was almost as good, though.