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Grant Hart

We are completely devastated by the news today that Grant Hart has passed away. He was one of the most gifted musicians Minnesota has ever produced, and actually larger and more extraordinary than the legendary reputation which preceded him. Its heartwarming to already hear stories about barefoot drumming, or about his cats, or about the epic writing and recording of his magnum opus, the 2013 album The Argument.

We don’t know what else to say. Today we’ll start with The Argument and work backwards listening to our favorites all the way back to “Wheels.”

Country singer Don Williams was called “The Gentle Giant” by fans and in every way he lived up to the name. He was a kind and gracious family man who was deeply appreciative of his fans. Last March Williams announced he was going to “hang up [his] hat and enjoy so quiet time at home,” and in this morning’s paper we read that he died in Mobile, Alabama at the age of seventy-eight.

Although he had a remarkable number of #1 hits on the country music chart, Williams only hit the top forty once, with “I Believe in You” in 1981 (a classic song which has already appeared here on the Hymies blog). His music holds a special place in our hearts not only for its consistently positive message, but because Williams was a favorite of Dave’s brother, who passed away in an accident nearly ten years ago. As an unfortunate coincidence, Don Williams also lost a brother in an accident when he was young.

His albums are hardly best-sellers these days, but we were pretty happy to have a copy of his 1981 album Especially For You in the shop this morning so we start our day with this song. Thanks for reading — we hope you enjoy this beautiful Saturday, but it you choose to step out of the sunshine for a while we’ll be here.

Glen Campbell, who was one of the top selling country music performers of the 60s and 70s, has passed away at the age of eighty-one.

In recent years Campbell had given a celebrity face to Alzheimer’s disease, as his family’s struggle to help him was shown in the documentary, I’ll Be Me.

Many of Campbell’s hit songs were written by Jimmy Webb, including this one, “Wichita Lineman.”

Before his successful run of hit singles for Capitol Records, Campbell was one of the busiest session musicians in the industry. As a member of the legendary Wrecking Crew, Campbell appeared on hundreds of singles from Frank Sinatra’s “Strangers in the Night” to many of the Beach Boys’ hits. If you are a record collector it seems likely that there is at least one recording of Campbell in your collection.

Today’s post is a tribute to June Foray, and her extraordinary eight decade career in radio, television and film. Ms. Foray passed away this week at the age of ninety-nine. She is best known around our house as the voice of Rocket J. Squirrel and his villainous adversary Natasha Fatale on The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show, but its worth noting that she won an Emmy five years ago for a character on The Garfield Show. She is the oldest person to be given one of the awards. In today’s New York Times obituary, Ms. Foray is quoted comparing voice acting for animation to performing in radio drama, where she began her work at the age of twelve. She was truly a connection to the roots of animated film.

Coincidentally, yesterday we were listening to this 1957 Folkways collection of ‘modern’ composition, which has a song reminiscent of early animation music.

The album opens with the song you hear today. The composer and performer were unknown, and presumably remain unknown today as neither is listed on the Smithsonian Folkways website (here), but the recording dates from mid-20s Germany. Its amusing style draws from American jazz and European burlesque, and the album’s liner notes comment that it continues to delight fans of cartoons today.


Before you titter at its title, “Bahnfahrt” translates to “train ride,” and the song cheerfully captures the sounds and rhythms, as well as the excitement of such an experience. This Folkways album points out the unknown German composer was working in this style long before Spike Jones. “Bahnfahrt” also predates the music of Raymond Scott, such as the imitable “Powerhouse” often heard in the classic Warner Brothers cartoons of Chuck Jones and others, for which Ms. Foray often provided voices.


It has been eight years and a week or two since Michael Jackson passed away in a rented mansion in Los Angeles, and twelve years since he was acquitted on all counts by a jury after a trial so that bizarre the prosecutor himself was seen at one point with his head in his hands as one of his witnesses perjured herself.

The very idea that he was living in a rented mansion at the end expresses the absurdity of Jackson’s life. His residences are legendary locations: the Jackson’s Hayvenhurst mansion in Encino is set to become a tourist attraction and of course there is Neverland, the 3000 acre ranch whose zoo and carnival rides have not seen life in years. Also there is the Jackson’s original home in Gary, Indiana, which is a destination for devoted fans. A quick look over what folks have to say on Trip Advisor about their visit will remind you that there most certainly are two Americas.

While never found guilty of a crime, Jackson’s pariah status is the reason he never had a home after the 2005 trial. To this day people stop by one of the posters of him in our record shop and make a “Wacko Jacko” joke. As life-long fans we’re insulted. As human beings we’re appalled by the ability of the media to crucify public figures without consequence. And we’re tempted to ask how much they really know about the people who made the allegations, or the people who propagated the rumors and innuendos which have so widely been proven to not only false bust shockingly self-serving. We wish the people making jokes would read this 2011 essay by Charles Thomson about the media’s shocking bias against Jackson in coverage of the trial.

If only people would recognize how transparent the motives of the Arviso family were, or how unethical television ‘journalists’ like Diane Dimond used the case to benefit their own careers, often making entirely unverified claims under the unscrupulous umbrella of ‘un-named sources.’ Anyways, we agree with Thomson’s argument that the media’s treatment of Jackson was “shameful.”

People seem unwilling to listen when you point out that the Arviso family had already filed a questionable lawsuit against J.C. Penny after the mother and children were caught shoplifting. Or that she had spoken with an attorney about suing Michael Jackson before her family had even met the pop star.

Instead they’ll be quick to point to the 1993 claims against Jackson as evidence of a pattern, but that earlier case was also fraught with suspicious motives. The father of that accuser, Evan Chandler, was ostensibly a dentist but also acted as a drug dealer to celebrities, as described in the late Carrie Fisher’s 2011 memoir, Shockaholic. Fisher, who admits having unnecessary dental work “just for the morphine,” described about how Chandler seemed to be scheming to put Jackson in a compromising position and was using his son as bait. “This was the time I knew I had to find another dentist,” she wrote. “No drug can hide the feeling of one’s skin crawling.”

The most unsettling aspect of this case is a recorded telephone conversation between Chandler and his ex-wife’s new husband, in which he describes how he will win the case against Jackson. It took place on June 8, but Chandler later claimed he learned about the alleged abuse on June 16.

In her book, Fisher defended Jackson:

I never thought that Michael’s whole thing with kids was sexual. Never. As in Neverland. Granted, it was miles from appropriate, but just because it wasn’t normal doesn’t mean that it had to be perverse. Those aren’t the only two choices for what can happen between an adult and an un-related child hanging out together.

Anyway, another year has passed and things will remain the same. Sony will make millions of an artist they could hardly recognize when he struggled, and people will stop in the record shop and make “Wacko Jacko” jokes.

Sonny Knight’s website has announced the sad news that he passed away this week at the age of sixty-nine. Sonny was connected to the past and present of Minneapolis music, having performed under his own name (“Little Sonny”) in the seventies before joining the band Haze, and much later enjoying a revival with Secret Stash Records’ flagship group the Lakers.

We were fortunate to meet Sonny a few times during his second or third career as the frontman for the Lakers, and remember him as easygoing, thoughtful and above all gracious. We left our encounters with the impression he deeply appreciated the opportunity to perform, and we were impressed by his insight. Sonny Knight was not only a singer, but also a veteran, a truck driver, and an incredible storyteller. We are all fortunate some of his stories found their way into songs these past several years.

The New York Times has reported the passing of Batman star Adam West under the headline “A Sad Day for Gotham.” West, who was eighty-eight, would have appreciated the wry humor. His portrayal of Bob Kane’s caped crusader was a world apart from any other interpretation of the comic book hero. In the Times obituary, he described his approach to the role:

What I loved about Batman was his total lack of awareness when it came to his interaction with the outside world. He actually believed nobody would recognize him on the phone when he was Bruce Wayne, even though he made no attempt to disguise his voice.

The short-lived series was a masterpiece of clever camp, with West at its center. As Batman (and, spoiler alert, millionaire Bruce Wayne) he encouraged the young citizens of Gotham to eat their vegetables and wear their seat belts. He hoped his adversaries could be redeemed.

One of the series’ most endearing features was Neil Hefti’s unforgettable “Batman Theme” and Nelson Riddle’s swingin’ mod score. Several unusual records came out of the series, including a single by West himself and another by Frank Gorshin, as the Riddler, which was written and arranged by Mel Torme. Frank Zappa wrote and arranged a song for Burt Ward titled “Boy Wonder, I Love You” and best of all Burgess Meredith recorded an awesome single, “The Escape” backed with “The Capture.”

Hefti and Riddle each released LPs of music from Batman. In line with the television show’s camp approach, the theme (a hit for the Marketts and Hefti himself) credited “Words and music” even though there was only a single word in the song.

His album, fairly rare today, contained the theme and eleven additional tunes with fun titles like “Evil Plot to Blow Up Batman” (heard below).

The Nelson Riddle LP contains the actual television score, or at least a sampling of songs from its three seasons. It also has hilarious clips of dialogue which feature West at his best.

Here are a couple tracks from the soundtrack LP in honor of the actor, who couldn’t ever really escape the role he played so well but came to embrace it. We grew up watching re-runs of Batman and we never really outgrew the show.


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