1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die: 164. The Band – The Band (1969)
Some more Americana from The Band, continuing the theme of music no longer falling neatly into genre categories. Although “folk/country” is an inevitable label, The Band’s music blends in so much more – pulling in “juke joint” African-American elements, all played by a bunch of mainly Canadians. As usual, Garth Hudson’s keyboards are what give The Band their distinctive sound, over and above the rest.
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down could
have been done, for example, as a pure
Bakersfield country sound, being the lament of a former train driver from the
Deep South who has lost his brother and his livelihood to the Civil War.
Although Virgil Kane, the narrator, lives in the Confederacy, he doesn’t come
across as especially sympathetic to the cause, even while he remains proud to
be a Southerner. But the sound is distinctively The Band.
As is Up On Cripple Creek, somewhat
reminiscent of Little Feat in sound, a little bit funky, a little bit honky-tonk.
And that, I think, is the pleasure in The
Band. You can call them Americana, and get an idea of what that is, but pinning
them down is hard- they are what they are.
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