Imagine: you visit a cafeteria-style restaurant in some place like Lawton, Oklahoma or Plainview, Texas. You get in line with your tray, get some meatloaf and some jello, and sit down amongst the old folks who are here to take advantage of the $6.30 all-you-can-eat deal. (They're on a fixed income, you know.) Amazingly, a live music show starts, right there in the dining room. A couple about as old as the average patron of the restaurant cheerfully start singing old country/western hits with live guitar, and karaoke-type backing tapes. The man sings lead, and on some songs, like "Tennessee Waltz," he's okay if he keeps his voice down and stays within his narrow singing range. On the occasional rock'n'roll number, like Chuck Berry's "Memphis," he sounds like your dad singing in the shower. As the show proceeds, his vocal stylings gets worse and worse, as he creaks his way thru songs like "Rocky Top," and a disastrous version of Marty Robbin's "El Paso." You're cringing, but looking around, no-one seems to be complaining. Actually, they appreciate a little entertainment.
Bobby Joe Ryman and his wife Jackie Gershwin are pushing 70, but, at least as of a few years ago when this album was recorded, they toured American Mid- and South-western small towns playing daytime/early evening shows at various Furr's Family Dining restaurants. This kinda thing is fascinating to me - life on the bottom of the show-biz ladder. Whether you find this album depressing, hilarious, pathetic, wonderful or a bit of all-of-the-above, you must admit that Bobby & Jackie appear to be having a more rewarding life than most of their retiree peers: "Being on the road like this, I just fall in love with everybody here. It
thrills me to death, to be able to work out here." Sure beats shuffleboard.
Bobby Joe Ryman with Jackie Gershwin "Tennessee To Texas"
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(Thanks once again to windy!)
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That's Lawton, Oklahoma.
Thanks, corrected.
"Lawtone" sounds like a doo-wop group of lawyers, The Lawtones. And wouldn't THAT be fun?
Edited your comment:
"Whether you find this depressing, hilarious, pathetic, wonderful or a bit of all-of-the-above, you must admit that Bobby & Jackie appear to be having a more rewarding life...
Sure beats sitting in the glow of the LCD screen offering up stolen copies of other artists work. No?
I wonder how offended you are going to feel when the dawn of your 50's kicks in and the young-un's are fucking goofing on *you* I hope you live to 99.
This is the sort of stuff Irwin Chusid used to thive on with his show Atrocious Music on WFMU. Then he outed himself as a card carrying conservative right wing apologist. Then it all made sense why he enjoyed doing that show.
You are incorrect - Irwin's show was called "Incorrect Music." Oh, how I miss it.
"I hope you live to 99" - why, thank you!
In response to "'Lawtone' sounds like a doo-wop group of lawyers, The Lawtones. And wouldn't THAT be fun?" -- may we humbly submit that it would indeed be a great deal of fun. Thank you.
-- The LawTunes (www.LawTunes.com - The Musical Scales Of Justice))
Wow, there really is! As someone who works in a law office, I actually get those refernces and want to check this stuff out.
All of that is a lie. Jackie Gershwin and Bobby Joe Ryman were never married.
She just wanted to be...
Bobby Joe Ryman and Jackie Gershwin were never married. She always wanted to be but he found her to be a motherly type instead of a lover....
wonder why she told this big lie about them being married? Guess she was wishing so hard for it to come true...
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