| Friday On My Mind: Going Underground |
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| Written by Jim Walsh | |
| Thursday, August 9, 2007 at 11:53 PM | |
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A few things we can agree on about the 35W bridge collapse:
The history books will say as much. What they’ll miss is that at a time when the government (and the muzzled watchdog media) was on the hook for the psychic if not structural implosion of its cities, there was a small but tenacious old-timey music scene happening in old weird America. ![]() Meg Ashling - Photo by Steven Cohen “Because it’s so different from what’s going on right now,” is how Ashling put it to me at a recent basement hootenanny, when I asked why there was yet another resurgence of this timeless music, and why someone her age (early 20s) would embrace it. She wasn’t glib; she said it with a seriousness that suggested she was born too late and into a world gone stupid, and so knew implicitly what Greil Marcus meant when he said, of his phrase “Old Weird America”: “The weirdness is that it’s a story that people will always be trying to figure out. It will always be new.” ![]() Get Up Johns - Photo by Tony Nelson To be sure, America may never have been weirder than it is at the moment, what with most of it going 150 miles an hour, plugged in and tuned out 24-7. Maybe it takes a disaster to get us to slow down. And maybe this moment, as is the case with all unprecedented moments, deserves music that sounds like an old bridge giving, out and the citizenry not giving up. Or, as Smith himself says in the documentary: “My dreams came true. I saw America change through music.” |
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