Somewhere along the way, after I was too old to trick or treat, I began to question Halloween.
When I was growing up in the 1950s, Americans had just come out of World War Two, and Halloween was a jolly, lighthearted, innocent night, essentially for kids, who safely walked around their neighborhood in homemade costumes or store bought masks.
What once was a children’s holiday has somehow morphed into a night for crazed teenagers and twenty-somethings to “get their demon on.”
Holidays are as American as apple pie. The 4th of July and Thanksgiving are joyous occasions. Not so much Halloween.
When did Halloween, with a pumpkin for a mascot, morph into blood, gore, ghosts, goblins, caskets, skeletons, zombies, ghouls, bloodcurdling screams, undertakers, gravestones, horror, death, and fear? I recognize historical and allegorical connections between Halloween, All Saints Eve, Paganism, witchcraft, and idolatry, among other rituals and the late October calendar.
I cannot prove the causality and effect, but as Halloween has become edgier, our society has too.
There are plenty enough crazies that I don’t think we don’t need a sanctioned night of mayhem. Detroit, historically, and other American cities get to put their under appreciated firefighters, police, and first responders to the test, fighting the “good clean fun” of Halloween.
Another example: For much of October, the Boston Globe online; Boston.com, currently runs a regular feature called the “50 Scariest Movies of All Time.” As I write this, they are now asking readers to identify the “Scariest Houses in Their Town.” The Boston Globe and Boston.com are presenting Horror as something readers should notice and take an interest in.
Isn’t there enough real horror being reported in the Metro and Front pages of the Boston Globe to give the Boston Globe/ Boston.com the wisdom to pause and reflect on what they are glorifying, condoning and promoting. Here is an example of one of their lead “features” on October 27, 2012:
(From BOSTON.COM 10-27-12) : -
Blessissippi: a 14 minute MUST SEE film from “EXPLORE.ORG about The Blues and Missisissippi, and The South
One of my musical heroes passed over tonight. My heart aches for Earl Scruggs. He does leave us with a wealth of records, three generations of banjo pickers, and legions of fans the world over.
Soft spoken, so far as I know. Shy as a goldfinch, Earl had a big ol’ case of stagefright for a long, long time. But he was Mr. Banjo. Earl invented the Scruggs style of fingerpicking and his genius brought bluegrass, the banjo, and good music to millions throughout the world. What a mighty oak of a musician. Earl is a founding father of Bluegrass, with no apology to Bill Monroe, himself a founder and the Father of Bluegrass, for whom Earl worked, beginning in the mid 1940s.
Lester Flatt was never my taste, apparently not Earl’s either. They split up their Flatt and Scruggs duo after something like 20 years together, as something less than bosom buds. I know that John Hartford, John McEwen, Tony Trishka, Bela Fleck, Bill Keith, Alison Brown, Steve Martin, Herb Pederson, and Emily Robison thought of Earl in reverential tones.
We lost a living legend but we still have all the music that the legend created. There are fewer and fewer of the great pioneers left. We still have Doc Watson, Ralph Stanley, and a handful of others, but we lost one of the very best today.
In tribute, here is Earl with John McEuen and Roy Husky, Jr. in one of my favorite instrumentals “Carolina Traveler.” HL
THE SUPER BOWL
POINT 1: IT IS NOT WELKERS FAULT
Take the goat horns off Wes Welker. Team loss. No goats in this game.
Welker said he should have caught it but he is protecting Tom Brady. So Welker throws himself under the bus, except he is not to blame.
Tom’s pass was thrown behind Welker, who was wide open, to Welker’s credit, and the ball simply wasn’t delivered to him effectively. You can be contorted with your body going one way, looking back over your shoulder, get the fingertips of both hands briefly on the ball, but that doesn’t mean you should, or could, catch it. Welker’s momentum was leading him in the opposite direction and the pass was thrown over his other shoulder. Gravity and physics take over at that point. The ball was also thrown just a bit too high. We are used to watching Wes make circus catches and snag balls that he probably ought not catch. After all, Wes Welker led the NFL both in 2011 and 2010 in catches. He is an extraordinary athlete with no give up in him. Could he have somehow caught Brady’s errant pass? Should he have? It would have been an amazing grab, but Wes Welker is not to blame for that play or for the loss of the Super Bowl. Hold your head high, Wes.
POINT 2: THE PATS OFFENSE SCORED ONLY 17 POINTS
The great Patriots offense scored all of 17 points. And the Pats last points were put up only four minutes into the third quarter. So for most of the 3rd quarter and all of the 4th quarter, the Patriots scored zipke. Exceptionally poor field position also played a huge part in the overall equation.
POINT 3: THE PATS ONLY HAD THREE RECEIVERS, IN REALITY
Gronk was a complete non factor, in spite of his one 20 yard catch. Ochocinco caught a nice one but was also a non factor. Gronk can say he was 100 percent, but I think he was about 40%. The Giants did not double team him, and focused their attention on the rest of the Patriot receiving corp.
Other than the backs coming out of the backfield, the Pats really only had three receivers: Hernandez, Welker, and Branch. That made life a lot easier for New York.
POINT 4: THE DEFENSE ONLY GAVE UP 21 POINTS IN THE GAME
The defense was only fair, but in the final analysis, they only gave up 21 points, two of which were not their fault (Brady’s safety). Most Pats fans would have gladly given New York 21 points and taken our chances.
POINT 5: BRADY WAS “OFF” FOR MOST OF THE 3RD QUARTER AND ALL OF THE 4TH QUARTER.
At one point in the game, Brady was 20 for 22, having set a Super Bowl record of 16 straight completions. Then, after the Pats scored on the opening drive of the 2nd half, Brady seemed to lose focus or accuracy. He may have been hurt on the sack he took in the 3rd quarter. But no excuses, Brady wasn’t Brady those last 26 minutes of a 60 minute football game.
POINT 6: NEW YORK HAD ZERO TURN OVERS AND FIVE PENALTIES
Hard to beat a team that won’t beat itself.
POINT 7: BRADY NEVER LOOKED DEEP THE WHOLE GAME.
Pats did a lot of underneath routes and, maybe it was for lack of time in the pocket, but the deep threat was no threat at all.
I want to wish you, my readers, the happiest and healthiest in 2012. May those dreams you wish for, come true, and be everything you always imagined. May those dreams you keep to yourself add interest and meaning to your life. May you find things working out in your favor. If I could grant wishes, I would like you to all find satisfaction and contentment in the new year. Laughing and crying make us better people.
Be brave. Be courageous. Be forgiving. First and foremost, of yourself. Show kindness and patience to those closest to you.
Kick up your heels once in a while. The writer Tom Robbins said, in Even Cowgirls Get The Blues, that “taking small excursions when invited out of the blue, is God’s way of having angels ask you to dance.” (I paraphrase)
Let’s worry less. My wish, my resolution, my hope is that we will be inscribed in the Book of Life for another year. I look back asking for forgiveness. I look forward with guarded optimism asking for all good things. I hope the world finally recognizes your genius and mine. I hope we rise to all occasions and notice when angels are inviting us to dance. Happy New Year everyone. HL
I found a name in the obits that jumped out at me last week. It took me back to my freshman year in college at the University of Alabama where I was a new freshman pledge in a fraternity.
Long story, short; I was hazed, nearly every day, for the duration of my freshman year in college. Mark E. was the Hazer in Chief. There was Animal House-ish hazing, but plenty worse than that. Mark E. liked to get in my face and shout, up close and personal. He played the part of the drill sergeant in the movie that was my life back when I was a freshman pledge. I was warned repeatedly that If I touched him once, I would be blackballed. He got a kick out of downgrading me in front of everyone. The hazing was both verbal and physical. I duckwalked the halls of my frat house on a regular basis, to his amusement, and that of others (at age 55, I had two total knee replacements). I was paddled, hard, on occasions. There were the usual push-ups. They got pretty imaginative. I provided entertainment to a few upperclass assholes. Most of my pledge brothers were hazed in a slightly amusing, once-in-a-while way. Not me, I got the full metal jacket hazing. This “Brother” (upperclassman), Mark E. was the one who died last week. It was his name that I read in the obituaries of the Birmingham News. It said he was 65.
With the hazing, I suppose that I could have de-pledged and quit the fraternity. I heard that from him, and many others, all the time. I was their whipping boy. It was not just Mark E. who hazed me, but he was the worst.
But I stuck with it. I kept my anger in check and dealt with it all. No one in the fraternity ever intervened on my behalf, or stopped it from happening. A number of upperclass Brothers privately spoke with me, some saying that I should quit for my own good. They said “why take it. Just quit.”
I never waivered, never strongly considered leaving. Also, I never told my family. I didn’t tell anyone. Everyone in the fraternity saw it go on. A handful of my pledge brothers had my back and did what they could to help me through it. I decided that I was in for the long haul and a long haul it was. I was humiliated on a regular basis and I could not fight back. It was ritual hazing 1950s-1960s style. But I endured and hung in there. Should I have stayed, I think yes. Would I put up with it now, not for five minutes. But I was seventeen years old, a freshman in college, and I toughed it out.
At the end of the year, on the night of Initiation into the fraternity, every pledge was secretly voted on by the Brotherhood. As pledges, we were in the basement and were brought upstairs, one at a time, blindfolded. There was a widespread belief that I was going to be blackballed. One down vote by a Brother was all it would take. I had no idea if I would get in or not. The Brothers had hung that over our heads all year.
I was blindfolded by two Brothers who led me up the stairs, one holding onto me under each arm. I was marched into the Chapter Room. Even though I was blindfolded, I could tell the lights were off or very low. I was spoken to by the chapter president, Alan A. He was standing right next to me, and he asked me how bad I wanted in. Then I was jostled and there was a lot of shoving and yelling. I heard them all yelling that if I wanted in, I had to “go through” Mark E.; literally take him on. Someone removed the blindfold, I saw I was surrounded by all the Brothers, and I looked around and found him.
I charged him wildly with all the pent up frustration of the whole year of hazing. I was scared, enraged, unbelievably angry, and I really went after him. It took a bunch of them to hold me back before I got to him. There was a lot of cursing and shouting while they were trying to hold me down. Finally I heard them telling me over and over that I was IN. It took a moment for me to realize they were laughing and clapping me on the back and telling me I was a Brother and that I had made it. They let go of me and asked me shake hands with Mark E., which I did hesitantly and reluctantly.
After my freshman year, I had a truly wonderful time in the fraternity. I knew I had earned respect for taking it and being strong through the hazing. It turned out to be a great life experience. Looking back at college, I laughed a lot, I had lots of friends. It was the time of my life. I would not trade it for anything. That was in the late 1960s, in Alabama, where the Greek fraternity system was the center of social life on our campus. I totally related to the frat house dances in Animal House. I partied to a bunch of Otis Days.
So Mark E. died last week. I never spoke to him or saw him after college. Obviously, I never forgot him. I can’t forgive him, but I have not had malice toward him for decades. I know who he was. My bitterness faded away a long time ago.
Reading his obituary, I was surprised to learn he served in the Vietnam War. He apparently had no wife, kids, or close family. The paper said his closest relative was a cousin. They didn’t say much else other than he loved Bama athletics, Broadway shows, and horse racing.
Having outlived him and knowing that his life is over, I am not exactly sure how I feel about it all. The best I can come up with is that I finally feel sorry for him. Maybe that is payback enough. HL
American combat troops crossed into Kuwait last night, and the War in Iraq officially came to an end. I am profoundly struck by the quiet, “ho-hum” nature of this news.
The Iraq War was among our nation’s longest. The cost was incredibly high. Far too high in lives lost, lives destroyed, and in “treasure” as they say. Lies, and the aggression of the Bush 43 administration, including George Bush, Donald Rumsfeld, and Dick Cheney boldly and with malice aforethought, deceived the American people and the world, in taking us to war.
The War, and the manner in which we entered into it, was Topic One for years in the American dialogue. Our leaving last night barely seemed to be noticed. No agate type headlines, no breaking news bulletins interrupting our football games, and TV re-runs.
Most of the “democracy we established” in Iraq will largely evaporate. Iran will fill the void. Bombings and regular acts of terror in Iraq will become commonplace. Kurds will try to reassert their independence.
We are working/hoping for regime change in Iran. Israel and/or a Western Coalition/United States will, at some point in the short term, strategically bomb numerous Iranian nuclear facilities. It will ignite the region in anti-Israeli/anti -American fervor. It may lead to another Arab-Israeli war. At the very least, Israel will come under withering criticism, rocket attacks, and acts of terror. The Arab “street” will erupt in bitterness toward Israel and the U.S.
The War in Iraq was a great failure. The next chapter will be far more important in determining meaningful long term peace in the entire Middle East and beyond.
True peace, honest self governance, equality, safety, security, and the chance of a decent life are goals to which most in the Middle East aspire. Someday Peace will come. That is a very long way from where we are as 2012 begins.
Nevertheless, tonight the War in Iraq officially ends and that, for damn sure, is very good news. HL
For December, the HarryShots Songs of the Day will be exclusively featuring wonderful holiday music. I have chosen my favorite songs to share with you and I hope it brightens your season. Some of the songs are well known and popular. You’ll here the best version of those songs. Some of the songs are not so well known and again I will choose the good stuff, that I hope you will enjoy.
We cover a lot of musical ground here at HarryShots and the holiday music will be varied as well. The daily song selection will come from such artists as the Morman Tabernacle Choir, Margaret Whiting, Buddy Clark, Patty Loveless, Dan Crary, John Starling, Jerry Douglas, Yo Yo Ma, Robin Petrie, Bryan Bowers, the Philadelphia Brass, Leroy Anderson and the Boston Pops, the Harlem Parlour Musicians, Peter Rowan, John Williams, Stile Antico, The Elizabethan Singers, Celtica among others through the month of December, which will conclude with a daily variation of “Auld Lang Syne” between December 26 and New Years Day.
I hope that you will each drop by daily during December for a taste of my favorite holiday music.
Today is the Alabama – Auburn football game. It is America’s premier college football rivalry. Many colleges and universities have arch-rivals and annual grudge games. Many may rival it, but none achieves the level of Bama vs Auburn. I believe that as a fact. If you don’t care who wins, I would appreciate your putting in good wishes for the Crimson Tide. Thanks.
P.S. - Alabama 42 Auburn 14 final score
Please note that HarryShots was correct about Theo leaving for the Chicago. The following post was written two weeks prior to Theo leaving the Red Sox for the Cubs.
It has been 24 hours since Tito Francona was shown the door and based on what I saw last night at the press conference with Theo, Larry Lucchino, and Tom Werner, I think the body language and all of the awkwardness said all we need to know. Theo is running for the door. The whole press conference was about as disingenuous as anything heard in Boston sports in a long long time. I think that Theo felt embarrased having to go through the charade, just to please John Henry, Lucchino, and Werner.
Tito was fired plain and simple. Theo has never been on anything more than speaking terms with Lucchino. I think their frosty relationship has never warmed up. I get the feeling that Larry is jealous of Theo and dislikes him intensely. John Henry and Werner probably have been peace makers for a while. Epstein may be a bit smug but he is not a fool. I have little doubt that Theo wants off the ship and I expect that to happen before the end of October.
Wouldn’t surprise me one iota if Theo and Tito reunite in Chicago in the near future. Maybe he’s off for sunny California, either National League or American League, he should have a choice. I think it very well could happen. At any rate, I think that Theo has his bags packed and is about to check out. We will soon find out. HL
It ain’t over until it’s over.” Yogi said it, and surprise,…he finally knew what he was talking about. Tampa Bay was down 7-0 in the 8th. Game over. Hundreds of miles north of Tampa, Boston was about to win. The Red Sox were one easy out away from winning the crucial last regular season game. There were two outs in the bottom of the ninth inning. Boston was playing the last place Orioles, who had nothing to play for, no consequence for winning or for losing. Their season was about to end. The bases were empty. Boston was up 3-2 and Jon Papelbon, Boston’s closer, was on the mound. He had just struck out the first two batters and needed the final out to send Boston to the playoffs. There was no way that Tampa could come back from its 7-0 deficit.
All of that was North Star True until something started to happen simultaneously in both Baltimore and Tampa Bay. Watching TV, switching channels, you could see things tilt and shift. Then it DID happen. Nearly impossible, but I saw it with my own eyes. Three straight hits by Baltimore tied, and then won the game. Then Tampa scored six in the 8th inning and in the 9th they were down to their last out, trailing New York 7-6. Tampa Bay was down to their last strike and then they homered to tie the game at seven. They went to extra innings. You know by now that the impossible happened and Tampa Bay won the game and the American League wild card spot in the MLB playoffs. Boston limped home. We were one out away. One strike away. Tampa was toast. They were one out away. One strike away. It was over. Until it wasn’t.
So, Yogi, you are right. “It ain’t over til it’s over”. You’re a regular freakin’ fortune teller.
I am in a state of disbelief after last night’s train wreck between four teams, in the final innings of two American League games. It was as if a higher power chose Tampa Bay over Boston. Certain things happened in a sequence that requires further scientific investigation. I’m sure PBS will do a NOVA special and “That Hour” has already gone down in can-you-believe-it sports lore. Less than 24 hours ago, my Red Sox bought the Big Lollipop. It’s ours now, that all day sucker, until some time, hopefully, next October
I was a Red Sox fan long before I moved to Boston over thirty years ago. When I lived in Alabama, in the 1960s, Fenway was the name my beagle answered to. I once drove 1400 miles (each way) just to watch a pitching matchup that I hoped would happen, at Fenway Park, between Sonny Siebert for the Sox, and Oakland’s Vida Blue. They were a combined 21-1 or something like that. The matchup did take place and I arrived at Fenway, having driven straight from Tuscaloosa, Alabama just as the bottom of the first inning was starting. Vida Blue was kneeling behind the pitching mound, tying his white shoes as we found our grandstand seats, way out in left field. My traveling companion was Jimmy Bank. Back then we were college students, but I was already on the Boston bandwagon forty years ago.
I still get high reminiscing about our World Series wins in 2004 and 2007. That glow of communal joy for millions of Bostonians who shared a collective feelgood security blanket protected us from “baseball evil” until sometime late in the summer of 2011, when the team we loved (perhaps too much), had several ball players who appeared to care less than their fans did. In Boston, probably elsewhere, this is unforgivable.
I only know Red Sox players by their effort on a baseball field, their interviews, that sort of thing. All that having been said, I will call some out, starting with Carl Crawful, John Lacking, J.D. (Just Don’t) Drew, Toast Matsuzaka, each of whom should be pallbearers at the funeral of Boston Red Sox 2011.
It is baffling to me that on a team with dirt dogs who die-while-trying, and fall-on-the-grenade players like Dusty Pedroia, Jacoby (I want to call him Jack or Coby) Ellsbury, Marco “Scoots” Scutaro, late arriving Mike Aviles, David “Big Papi” Ortiz, “Alberto the Great” Aceves, and Kevin G.G. Youkilis, something imploded in the last four weeks of the season.
You can bet that further digging by the persistent and talented Boston sportswriters will unearth rifts and problems in the clubhouse or between players. Too much partying or too much finger pointing? Not enough pre-game preparation or too much bitching about flights, travel schedules, and batting orders. Issues with health are part and parcel of the ’11 Sox. Strength and conditioning; call it a reason and assign it some blame. Injuries took a toll but that is not an excuse. Losing shut-down lefty, Rich Hill, hurt and we never found the lefty beater in the pen.
Before you say it is all just a game, go ahead and live through a few New England winters with the dream of Spring Training and baseball out there on the distant horizon, before you offer comment. Maybe it was 25 cabs for 25 players like back in the old days before the Curse was lifted and we found out how good being on top of the world can feel.
Maybe we just lost the mojo. Whatever, I say bring back Kevin Millar, make him the bench coach or team psychologist and you go a long way to getting things back on track. We also have some players who are ready to retire before they hurt the 2012 team. Honor them. Just don’t let them pitch next year.
We could use some brushing up on baserunning and bunting. We could use a little work on hitting the cut off man. But this is not the end of the world here. This team, with all the baggage we have not yet uncovered, still won 90 games in the toughest division in baseball. We just want max effort from our ball players. We can except losing. We can’t deal with our team having players who may not care enough to put forth their maximum effort.
One more thing. Cut out the spitting, or tell NESN to stop showing player close-ups in the dugout. It is not a pretty sight. Maybe a two second tape delay. Really.
For Christmas I hope that we get a fight-you-to-the-last-breath Red Sox team in 2012. We love our Celtics, Patriots, and Bruins and we have had a preeminent ten year run in these parts. I have it on higher authority that the 21st Century has our name on it. How else do your explain three Super Bowl Championships, Two World Series Titles, Banner #17 at the Garden, and the Bruins as reigning Champions in hockey in just the last decade.
I always thought old Yogi was about ten shingles shy of a waterproof roof. Sorry Yog, my apology. HL
To my classmates and old friends in T Town. First, it is great to be able to connect again after all the years. Secondly, I know that, collectively, you have been through a lot
since April 27th. My heart goes out to all Tuscaloosans. Tuscaloosa is my home, and it always will be. There has never been a day in my life that I wasn’t proud to be from Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
I expect that some of you lost loved ones in the tornado. I expect that some of you lost
your homes and all your worldly possessions. I know that all of you have pitched in with both hands.
I have no doubt that each and every one of you have been helping in every way you can. I have no doubt that Tuscaloosans are lending their hands where there are needs to be met, and doing everything possible to make a difference. Tuscaloosa is going to make it all of the way back. You should be proud, very proud, of yourselves. I want you to know that I am with you all in spirit.
The cost in lives, most especially, the deaths of two or three dozen American soldiers and Afghan fighters, many of whom where apparently members of Seal Team Six in today’s helicopter shoot down,
places the greatest emphasis, in my mind, for our leaving Afghanistan to the Afghans. And doing so immediately.
It was never a war that was winnable in a traditional sense. It was strategic, at best, and Osama Bin Laden is dead. At what cost do we remain? From what I understand Al Queda can be fought with drones and in specific strikes, as required. The Taliban are going to be there when we leave Afghanistan no matter what we do.
I ask our President, for whom I voted and for whom I hope only the very best, to rapidly accelerate the withdrawal plans and bring the troops home. Now Barack. I feel somewhat similarly about Iraq as well, even though the results to date are seemingly more encouraging after so many years of warfare.
Primary is the lives that are lost and destroyed. I honor all who have sacrificed themselves in our defense. Secondarily one must consider the billions we spend every month over there. Our economy needs strengthening and if spending less is the only way we are going to fix it, then I say spend what we have on schools, hospitals, health care, bridges and roads, and give a helping hand to all who are homeless and hungry.
We need a strong and energetic military. I support a military that is the best in the world and is prepared to act if our national security is absolutely at risk. It should only be used in our truest self defense, aiding our closest allies when circumstances compel, and providing humanitarian assistance to those in greatest need when tragedy arises or mother nature inflicts great damage.
I call on our Congress and the so-called leaders of Congress be they Democrats or Republicans to pass important and vitally helpful legislation, bipartisan to be sure, but good law to strengthen our economy and fix the issues we have been kicking down the road for generations.
Our national legislators are there to represent us and not narrow corporate, religious, or fringe movements. Every member of the House is up for election every two years. We speak loudest with our votes. I urge intelligent, forward thinking men and women to mount campaigns and give us all new legislators. It is time for change because our country has come to far to go into cruise control and coast or to head downhill.
The Republican party is broken and splintered. The democrats lack inspirational leadership. President Obama needs to focus on his campaign speeches that got him elected and LEAD. Mr. President you have both the bully pulpit of the White House, a good heart, and a golden voice to talk powerfully and often and sail the Ship of State into a wonderful future. Fiscally balanced and economically strong. Militarily ready and always strong. Compromise no more, Mr. President. How many helicopters full of Navy Seals need to go down here?
Wars are costly in lives and treasure. We cherish one and have a limited supply of the other.
I ask you, Mr. President to speak weekly to America. We need fireside chats for the 21st century. I call upon you to take your stand on principle and if that keeps you from re-election so be it. Give it your best shot now. At best your administration seems out of focus or barking up the wrong trees, betting precious chips where they might have been placed elsewhere to do more good. I urge you to shake up your inner circle. Whoever is talking to you in the Oval Office is just tryiing to get through another week without another crisis. Think more broadly and more long term. We have infrastructure that needs rebuilding. You spoke of this while running for office. We have a huge unemployment problem. Set up a great Rooseveltian public works project, national in scope, and re-employ people as a start to solve something.
We are a great country. I expect us to remain a great country. We need to adapt to the realities of today and the hopes for tomorrow.
Click These Songs to Go to the Post
- “Homemade Boat” by Dry Land Fish
- “Feelin Alright (LIVE)” by The Black Crowes
- Sid Selvidge 1943-2013. An Appreciation
- “Graceland” (LIVE version) by Paul Simon
- “Dirty Water” (Boston, You’re My Home) by The Standells (1966)
- “Golden Slumbers” (The Beatles) by UAKTI
- “Here Comes The Sun” by UAKTI
- Annette Funicello – The Mickey Mouse Club – A Thank You
- “Four and Twenty” – Chris Hillman
- “Wenyukela” – by Ladysmith Black Mambazo
- “Calico Train (instrumental)” by Steve Martin
- “Treetop Flyer” by Stephen Stills
- “I Like It Like That” by Chris Kenner
- “Xiger Xiger” by Hanggai
- “Hill Country Girl” by Will Kimbrough
- “I’m Going Home” by the late, great Alvin Lee
- “This Morning I Am Born Again” – by Lucy Kaplansky
- “Hope of A Lifetime” by The Milk Carton Kids
- “Feelin’ Alright” by Joe Cocker
- “Carolina Traveler” by John McEuen and Earl Scruggs
- “Tumblin” by Arlen Roth with Sonny Landreth
- “The Tracks of My Tears” by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles
- “Far From Me” by Justin Townes Earle
- “Lost John Dean” by Kane, Welch, and Kaplan
- “Ripple” (live) by Jimmy Ibbotson
- “Daniel and The Sacred Harp” (alternate take) by The Band
- “Texas Style Zydeco” by Shelley King
- “Detroit Steel” by Otis Gibbs
- “Glory, Hallelujah” by The Deep Dark Woods
- “City of Immigrants” by Steve Earle
- “Yea Alabama” by The Alabama Million Dollar Band
- “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd
- “Mama’s Little Baby” by Delbert McClinton
- “Auld Lang Syne” by Dougie Maclean
- “Nothing But The Wheel” by Peter Wolf
- “The Happy Organ” by Dave “Baby” Cortez
- “What Are You Doing for the Rest of Your Life” by Maurice Larcange
- “Ave Maria” by Josh Groban
- “Away In A Manger” by Patty Loveless
- “We Three Kings (of Orient Are)” by Jimmy Smith
- “Ding! Dong! Merrily On High” by The Kings College Choir
- “For Unto Us A Child Is Born” by The Mormon Tabernacle Choir
- “Veni Emmanuel” by Stile Antico
- “White Christmas” by Bing Crosby
- “Midnight Clear” by The Trans Siberian Orchestra
- “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” by the Ambrosian Singers and Leonard Raver, organist
- “Come On In My Kitchen” by Peter Green and Nigel Watson
- “Do Wah Diddy” by Manfred Mann
- “Mexican Home” by John Prine with Josh Ritter
- “Three Chords” by Dan Reeder
- “Am I Wrong?” by Al Kooper
- “White Cliffs of Dover” by Vera Lynn
- “Shenandoah Breakdown” by Jerry Douglas
- “This Flower” by Kasey Chambers
- “Over The River and Through The Woods”
- “Bama Bound” by Danny Brooks
- “If I Go, I’m Goin’ ” by Gregory Alan Isakov
- “The Path to Your Door” by Walt Wilkins
- “Drive” (For Daddy Gene) by Alan Jackson
- “Nancy Whiskey” by Gaelic Storm
- “Green Green” by The New Christy Minstrels
- “Move Up” by Patty Griffin & Friends
- “Through To Sunrise” by Girlyman
- GO VOTE FOR SOMEONE. YOUR CHOICE. TODAY. NOW.
- “Brand New Tennessee Waltz” by Jesse Winchester
- “Yea Alabama” by The University of Alabama Million Dollar Band
- “My Tennessee Mountain Home” by Dolly Parton
- “Amarillo Highway” by Terry Allen
- “Soul Man” by Sam & Dave
- “Give Me Time” by Dawes
- “Y’all Come Back Saloon” by The Oak Ridge Boys
- “Aberdeen” by Bukka White
- “Catfish John” by Joe Higgs with Toots and the Maytals
- “Blackwaterslide” by Bert Jansch
- “Homegrown Tomatoes” by Misty River
- “Jingle, Jangle, Jingle” by The Merry Macs
- “No Sugar Tonight / New Mother Nature” by The Guess Who
- “Angeline” by Blue Moon Rising
- “Last Letter Home” by Russell Smith and The Amazin’ Rhythm Aces
- “Fireball Mail” (1942) by Roy Acuff
- Blessissippi: a 14 minute MUST SEE film from “EXPLORE.ORG about The Blues and Missisissippi, and The South
- “New Railroad” by Crooked Still
- “Where The Blues Began” by Artie Traum
- “Orphan” by Sam Baker
- “Midnight On The Water” by Caroline Herring
- “Looking for The Heart of Saturday Night” by Tom Waits
- 3 Songs by JOHN STARLING: “Long Time Gone” – “Dark Hollow” – & “Jordan”
- “Sweet Soul Music” by Arthur Conley
- “Saints and Sinners” by David Francey
- “Souvenirs” (LIVE) by John Prine and Steve Goodman
- “Oh, Amarillo” by Emmylou Harris
- “Choctaw Bingo” by Ray Wylie Hubbard
- “Crossroads” by The Allman Joys (early version of Allman Brothers Band)
- “Outfit” by Drive By Truckers
- “Abraham, Martin, & John” by Andy Williams – R.I.P.
- “Twilight Time” by The Three Suns
- “Roll Um Easy” by Lowell George and Little Feat
- “Hard Being Right” by A.J. Roach
- “Church Street Blues” by Norman Blake
- “I’m Dreaming of A White President” by Randy Newman
- “Music You Mighta Made” by Gurf Morlix
- “Queen of the Silver Dollar” by Emmylou Harris
- “Wash And Fold” by Will Kimbrough with Tommy Womack (Daddy)
- “The Carnival Song” by Jeff Black
- “Green Eyed Girl” by Greg Trooper
- “Coming Home” by Delaney and Bonnie and Friends
- “CALLING TRAINS”
- “Jubilation T. Cornpone” from the Broadway musical L’il Abner
- “Annachie Gordon” by The Unthanks
- “Lodi” by Jeffrey Foucault
- “Wichita Falls” (live) by Houston Marchman
- “Wilson Pickett” by Tim Krekel Orchestra
- “Sweet Tequila Blues” by Chip Taylor and Carrie Rodriguez
- “Come Go With Me” by The Del Vikings
- “A Prayer For My Friends” by Terri Hendrix
- “Coahoma” by Corey Harris
- “Ford Econoline” by Nanci Griffith
- “A Lover’s Question” by Clyde McPhatter
- “Mohawk River” by Ramsay Midwood
- “Helplessly Hoping” by Crosby, Stills, & Nash
- “Rising of The Moon” – Riverdance
- “That’ll Be The Day” by Buddy Holly and The Crickets, with Wolfman Jack
- “Mean Old World” by Duane Allman and Eric Clapton
- “Handsome Molly” by Newfound Road
- “Jessica” by The Allman Brothers
- “Glory Bound” by The Wailin’ Jennys
- “Saved” by Bob Dylan
- “Feats Don’t Fail Me Now” by Little Feat
- “Ya Got Trouble” by Robert Preston in The Music Man
- “Uncle John’s Band” by The Grateful Dead
- “Alabama Pines” by Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit
- “Love Potion No. 9″ by The Clovers
- “Twist and Shout” by The Beatles
- “Farther Along” by The Grascals
- “Honky Tonk Women” by Humble Pie
- “A Night In Summer Long Ago” by Mark Knopfler
- The Ballad of Davy Crockett by Walt Disney Studios (The Wellingtons)
- “The Panama Limited” by Booker T. Washington White (Bukka)
- “How The West Was Won” by Eric Kunzel and the Cincinnati Pops
- “Faithless Love” by J.D. Souther
- “Long Time Gone” by Dickey Betts
- “Golfing Blues” by Loudon Wainwright III
- “People Got To Be Free” by The Rascals
- “Big Old Jet Airliner” by The Steve Miller Band
- “Mountain Greenery” by The Art Van Damme Quartet
- “Going Down The Road Feeling Bad” by Delaney and Bonnie and Friends
- “Hard Times” by Jacob Sweet
- “Country Roads” by Toots (Hibbert) & The Maytals
- “Magnificent Seven” by Elmer Bernstein
- “Going Back to Georgia” by Nanci Griffith with Adam Duritz
- “Que Sera Sera” by Maurice Larcange
- “Rovin’ Gambler” by Dierks Bentley and The Punch Brothers
- “If Heaven” by Gretchen Peters
- “All The Gold in California” by Larry Gatlin & the Gatlin Brothers…plus a personal rant about commercial country radio airplay
- “Dream Lover” by Bobby Darin
- “That’s The Way That The World Goes Round” (live) by John Prine
- The Andy Griffith Show Theme. R.I.P. Andy Griffith 1926-2012
- “Rock Me On The Water” by Jackson Browne
- “Up On Cripple Creek” by Gomez
- “Thirty Days In The Hole” by Humble Pie
- “Ripple” by Chris Hillman
- “Never Going Back Again” by The Vitamin String Quartet (VSQ)
- “Run To The Middle of the Morning” by Kendal Carson
- “Where The Soul Never Dies” by Cody Shuler and Pine Mountain Railroad
- “I Got The Sun In The Morning” by Harry “Bing” Crosby
- “Get Me Gone” by Walt Wilkins
- “John Peel” by Paul Burch
- “Vaseline Machine Gun” by Leo Kottke
- “Home to Houston” by Steve Earle
- “Tennessee Blues” by Steve Earle IT’S STEVE EARLE WEEK AT HS
- “Jerusalem” by Steve Earle
- “Texas Eagle” by Steve Earle
- STEVE EARLE WEEK at HarryShots we start with “Ft. Worth Blues” by Steve Earle
- “High On A Mountain Top” by Loretta Lynn
- “Mean Old World” by Duane Allman and Eric Clapton
- “Statistician’s Blues” by Todd Snider
- “Graceland” by Dan Bern
- “Come On Down to My Boat, Baby” by Every Mother’s Son
- “I’ll Be Seeing You” by the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra
- “The Ballad of Oregon” by River City Extension
- “Rule Britannia” by H.M. Royal Marine Band (hear, hear)
- “Candle In The Wind” by Elton John
- “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” by The Byrds and The Flying Burrito Brothers (live)
- Arthel “Doc” Watson 1923-2012
- “Dueling Banjos” by The Dillards
- “This Land Is Your Land” by Little Feat
- “Rusty Old American Dream” by David Wilcox
- “The Car Song” by Woody Guthrie
- “When You and I Were Young, Maggie” by Peter Rowan and Jerry Douglas
- “Hammer and Nails” by Cindy Bullens
- “Toes” by The Zac Brown Band
- “Tico Tico” by Ethel Smith
- “Silver Threads and Golden Needles” by The Springfields
- “Stopping By” by Jason Isbell
- “Smokestack Lightnin” by Frankie Lee
- “Turn Your Radio On” by The Carter Family with Bonnie Owens
- “Queen of The Silver Dollar” by Sarah Jarosz and Black Prairie
- “Me and Julio Down By The Schoolyard” by Paul Simon
- “Goin Down The Road” by The Allman Brothers
- Meet In The Middle by Diamond Rio
- In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by Iron Butterfly
- Domino by Van Morrison
- “The Guitar” by Ramblin’ Jack Elliott
- “True Love Ways” by My Morning Jacket
- “Round and Round” by Perry Como
- “Ye re Ddjate” by Idrissa Soumaoro
- “How Lucky” by Boundary Road
- “Cholene” by Kate Taylor
- “Do Wah Diddy Diddy” by Manfred Mann
- “Hand Me Down My Walking Cane” by Norman Blake
- “Mama, You’ve Been On My Mind” by We Are Augustines
- “Waitin’ For The Bus” / “Jesus Just Left Chicago” – Daughtry
- Aberdeen by Booker Bukka White
- Tossin’ and Turnin’ by Bobby Lewis (1961)
- Uncle John’s Band by Joe Higgs, The Godfather of Reggae
- “Heather Down the Moor” by June Tabor and Martin Simpson
- “Rocky Top” by The Flying Burrito Brothers
- “Ring Them Bells” by Sarah Jarosz
- “One Day I Will” by Nathan Salsburg
- “Didn’t It Rain” (outtake) by Levon Helm and The Band
- “Tennessee Blues” by Steve Earle
- “Move Up” by Patty Griffin and Friends
- “But It’s Allright” by J.J. Jackson
- “Preachin’ Blues” by Son House
- “Seven Bridges Road” by Steve Young
- “Gotta Serve Somebody” by Eric Burdon
- “You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go” by Miley Cyrus
- “Classical Gas” by Mason Williams
- “Jack and Lucy” by Delia Bell and Bill Grant
- “Don’t Try To Lay No Boogie Woogie On The King of Rock and Roll” by Long John Baldry
- “Louisiana Rain” by Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
- “Drug Store Truck Driving Man” by The Byrds
- “Sugar Magnolia” by The Grateful Dead
- “Ain’t Got No Home” by Clarence “Frogman” Henry
- “Delaware Slide” by George Thorogood & The Destroyers
- “Snowin’ On Raton” by Gretchen Peters and Tom Russell
- “The Old Lamplighter” by The Kay Kyser Orchestra, with Mike Douglas
- In Memoriam: Earl Scruggs 1924-2012
- “Gettin’ By” by Jerry Jeff Walker
- “Rose of Cimarron” by Del Castillo with John Bohlinger and Megan Mullins
- “Burn Down the Trailer Park” by Paul Thorn
- “Big Green Car” by Jimmy Carroll
- “Wild Mountain Thyme” by Greg Joy
- “Return of The Grievous Angel” by Laughing Gravy
- “Stand By Me” by Ben E. King
- “Lone Star Blues” by Delbert McClinton
- “Iron Mike’s Main Man’s Last Request” by Todd Snider
- “Roll Um Easy” by J.D. Souther
- “The Parting Glass” by Cara Dillon
- “How Are Things in Glocca Morra” by Buddy Clark
- “Rad Gumbo” by Little Feat
- “Sixteenth Avenue” by Lacy J. Dalton
- “I Killed Walter Matthau” by Steve Poltz
- “Sing, Sing, Sing” (With A Swing) by Benny Goodman
- “I’m A Believer” by The Monkees
- “Guitar Town” by Steve Earle
- “Guitar Town” by Emmylou Harris
- “Colfax” by Kevin Gordon
- “Harlan County Line” by Dave Alvin
- “Little Martha” by Leo Kottke
- “Whipping Post” by Mountain Heart
- “One Hundred Million Years” by M. Ward
- “Steve Earle” by Lydia Loveless
- “I Gotta Go” by Robert Earl Keen
- “Galveston” by Jimmy Webb with Lucinda Williams
- “Long Line of Losers” by Kevin Fowler
- “It’s Hard to Kiss the Lips at Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long” by The Notorious Cherry Bombs [Vince Gill on lead vocals]
- “I’ll Change Your Flat Tire, Merle” by Pure Prairie League
- “Beer Season” by Thom Shepherd
- “Beer, Bait, and Ammo” by Kevin Fowler
- “The Wedding Song” by Charlie Robison and Natalie Maines
- “Pony Boy” by The Allman Brothers
- “I’ll Never Find Another You” by The Seekers
- “Long Time Gone” by The Dixie Chicks
- “My Old Man” by Rosanna Goodman
- “Hey” by Karen Peck and New River
- “Catfish John” (studio outtake) by The Grateful Dead
- “Legend of the U.S.S. Titanic” by Jaime Brockett
- “Late In The Evening” by Paul Simon
- “It’s Late” by Ricky Nelson
- “Sheraton Gibson” by Pete Townshend
- “Bella Notte” from Lady and The Tramp (Disney)
- “Black Water” by The Doobie Brothers
- “Passing By” by Cary Hudson
- “Tennessee Waltz” by Hem
- “American Hearts” by A.A. Bondy
- “Hey Conductor” by Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer
- “Tuscaloosa Suntan” by Lipbone Redding
- “Show Me The Road” by Harvey Reid
- “Wide River to Cross” by Buddy Miller
- “Walking In Memphis” by Marc Cohn
- “Gentle Annie” by Kate and Anna McGarrigle (Transatlantic Sessions)
- “(Talk to Me of) Mendocino” by Kate and Anna McGarrigle
- “Come A Long Way” (remastered) by Kate and Anna McGarrigle
- “The Swimming Song” by Loudon Wainwright III
- “Swimming Song” by Kate and Anna McGarrigle
- “My Little Girl” by Pierce Pettis
- “Tour of Duty” by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit
- “Your Long Journey” by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss
- Alabama Alma Mater by The University of Alabama Million Dollar Band
- “The Old Plank Road” by Robin and Linda Williams
- “I Remember You” by Frank Ifield
- “Courtin’ In The Kitchen” by Gaelic Storm
- “I Am The Light of This World” by Jorma Kaukonen
- “Unwed Fathers” by Ben Kyle and Carrie Rodriguez
- “Pied Piper” by Crispian St. Peters
- “Small Town Saturday Night” by Hal Ketchum
- “Sing Sing With A Swing” by Benny Goodman
- “Pachelbel Canon” by The Canadian Brass
- “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing” by The Mormon Tabernacle Choir
- “Suo Gan” by John Williams, from the movie soundtrack of Empire of the Sun
- Christmas Medley by Placido Domingo
- “Last Month of the Year” by the Tarbox Ramblers
- “Beautiful Star of Bethlehem” by John Starling
- “The Christmas Song” (Chestnuts Roasting by An Open Fire) by Mel Torme
- “Beautiful Star of Bethlehem by Faith, Family, and Friends
- “The Holly and The Ivy” by The New York Choral Artists
- “Silver Bells” by Margaret Whiting and Jimmy Wakely
- “Sleigh Ride” by Arthur Fiedler and the Boston Pops
- “Beautiful Star of Bethlehem” by Jerry Douglas
- “Go Tell It On the Mountain” by Eric Kunzel and the Cincinnati Pops
- “Love’s Old Sweet Song” by Thurl Ravencroft and The Mellomen
- “Stand By Me” by The Groovegrass Boyz
- “Too Sick to Pray” by Phosphorescent
- “Suo Gan” by Marge Butler
- “Statistician’s Blues” by Todd Snider
- “The Parting Glass” by The Wailin’ Jennys
- “Steam Powered Aereo Plane” by New Grass Revival
- “Macire” by Boubacar Traore
- “Crossroads” by Leslie West
- “Blooming Heather” by Kate Rusby
- “Long Black Veil” by Harry Manx
- “Sowin’ On the Mountain” by Marley’s Ghost
- “She Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” by Guy Clark
- “Up Memphis Blues” by Tommy Womack
- “Sail Away Odyssey” by Erik Darling
- “Walking In Jerusalem” by Jason Eady
- “Con Te Partiro” by Andrea Bocelli
- “Coal War” by Joshua James
- “Choctaw Bingo” by James McMurtry
- “Juarez” by Brad Colerick
- “Calling Trains” by unknown train announcer