I laugh/cry when I hear David Lindley's version of Warren's "Play It All Night Long", and I straight up cry at "The Vast Indifference of Heaven". I miss both of them so much...
Martin Simpson (phenomenal British fingerpicker) recorded it with a somewhat different openic lyric: "Through streams and bogs and underbrush I made my weary way/through windfalls thick and devil's clubs my aching feet did stray/until at last by evening's start, on higher ground I gained/and there I met with a Creole gal, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain .....". The rest of the lyrics are mostly the same (note that internet transcriptions I found have apparently been done by ear and often contain mistakes, not to mention that many websites will claim the singer of a particular version as the songwriter when of course this is a traditional song and nobody knows for certain who wrote it). Simpson is best known as an acoustic guitar fingerpicker of dazzling speed and accuracy, but his recorded version of this song is a zydeco "chanky-chank" arrangement with accordion, harmonica and electric slide guitar. A walking encyclopedia of folk music from both sides of the Atlantic, he lived in the states for years, including upstate NY, and New Orleans for 7 years, and left just before Katrina; an album he cut there was titled Righteousness and Humidity!🙂 In the intro to a live acoustic trio version I found on RUclips, Simpson said he learned the song from a group called the Louisiana Honeydrippers and he said that the cover photo of the album looked like an advertisement for why one should never sleep with their sister!
you realize he's serious about it being from 1812, yes? That's why "I cursed all foreiqn money - no credit could I gain". The war with England had broken out and the immigrants' money they'd brought with them was no longer accepted. Hard times for immigrants. (hmm..where've I head that one lately?)
There were no trains running from NO to Jackson in 1812. The Best Friend of Charleston was the first locomotive commissioned to passenger service. That was in 1830. There were no others as yet. The tune may be 1812 vintage but the lyrics are Civil War era.
@@gc-vz4ib, Martin Simpson (phenomenal British fingerpicker) recorded a somewhat different, perhaps earlier version: "through streams and bogs and underbrush I made my weary way/through windfalls thick and devil's clubs my aching feet did stray/until at last on evening's start, on higher ground I gained/and there I met with a Creole gal by the Lakes of Pontchartrain....." . The rest of the lyrics are mostly the same but Simpson's recorded arrangement is more like "chanky-chank" zydeco, wth accordion, harmonica and electric slide guitar. There's also an acoustic trio live version on YT. Note that most of the lyrics you'll find from an internet search have been transcribed by ear and have mistakes. (Simpson is a living encyclopedia of folk music from both sides of the Atlantic; he lived in the States for years, including upstate NY and 7 years in New Orleans, but he left just before Katrina hit. One of his records is titled Righteousness and Humidity! His guitar playing is fast, accurate, and dazzling).
How have I never heard this treasure? Bless you, Old Velvet Nose.💀🚬
Warren could make you cry and laugh in the same performance. In the same song.😍
I laugh/cry when I hear David Lindley's version of Warren's "Play It All Night Long", and I straight up cry at "The Vast Indifference of Heaven". I miss both of them so much...
Frizz Fuller had that same ability; listen to Lindley's version of RagBag, or Quarter of a Man.
wonderful....stirring....beautiful.
What a beautiful guy. ❤
so great
Brilliant
Thanks for sharing!
Martin Simpson (phenomenal British fingerpicker) recorded it with a somewhat different openic lyric: "Through streams and bogs and underbrush I made my weary way/through windfalls thick and devil's clubs my aching feet did stray/until at last by evening's start, on higher ground I gained/and there I met with a Creole gal, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain .....". The rest of the lyrics are mostly the same (note that internet transcriptions I found have apparently been done by ear and often contain mistakes, not to mention that many websites will claim the singer of a particular version as the songwriter when of course this is a traditional song and nobody knows for certain who wrote it). Simpson is best known as an acoustic guitar fingerpicker of dazzling speed and accuracy, but his recorded version of this song is a zydeco "chanky-chank" arrangement with accordion, harmonica and electric slide guitar. A walking encyclopedia of folk music from both sides of the Atlantic, he lived in the states for years, including upstate NY, and New Orleans for 7 years, and left just before Katrina; an album he cut there was titled Righteousness and Humidity!🙂 In the intro to a live acoustic trio version I found on RUclips, Simpson said he learned the song from a group called the Louisiana Honeydrippers and he said that the cover photo of the album looked like an advertisement for why one should never sleep with their sister!
Oh, he's on 12string!
The wonderful Irish band Planxty also does a fine version.
As does Martin Simpson, a terrific guitarist who used to play with June Tabor.
you realize he's serious about it being from 1812, yes? That's why "I cursed all foreiqn money - no credit could I gain". The war with England had broken out and the immigrants' money they'd brought with them was no longer accepted. Hard times for immigrants. (hmm..where've I head that one lately?)
There were no trains running from NO to Jackson in 1812. The Best Friend of Charleston was the first locomotive commissioned to passenger service. That was in 1830. There were no others as yet. The tune may be 1812 vintage but the lyrics are Civil War era.
@@gc-vz4ib, Martin Simpson (phenomenal British fingerpicker) recorded a somewhat different, perhaps earlier version: "through streams and bogs and underbrush I made my weary way/through windfalls thick and devil's clubs my aching feet did stray/until at last on evening's start, on higher ground I gained/and there I met with a Creole gal by the Lakes of Pontchartrain....." . The rest of the lyrics are mostly the same but Simpson's recorded arrangement is more like "chanky-chank" zydeco, wth accordion, harmonica and electric slide guitar. There's also an acoustic trio live version on YT. Note that most of the lyrics you'll find from an internet search have been transcribed by ear and have mistakes. (Simpson is a living encyclopedia of folk music from both sides of the Atlantic; he lived in the States for years, including upstate NY and 7 years in New Orleans, but he left just before Katrina hit. One of his records is titled Righteousness and Humidity! His guitar playing is fast, accurate, and dazzling).
If it weren't for the alligators I'd sleep out in the woods"-
Yep. That's the money shot line here.
What a fabulous lyric?
If you know of a more impactful singer/songwriter please tell me...and no Robert Zimmerman does not fit the bill imho...
There’s a lot better versions out there