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IMMERSED IN CREATIVITY<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

with Norman Warwick<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Having been, for more than forty years, immersed in creativity, or at least in the creativity of others — live music and recorded music, good music and,..well, there\u00b4s no such thing as bad music, ancient and modern, traditional and avant garde, folk and country, blues and ballads, cowboy and celtic, — has been my work and my hobby. The sharing of this love of music has been absolutely central to the life I have led and that up with which my wife has somehow put. I was fortunate enough to interview many of my musical heroes and on an occasion when I was interviewing Hank Wangford, a sometimes misunderstood British country singer, we were speaking of great voices. He nominated Karen Dalton as one of the great vocalists in the folk and country music that was maturing into Americana. To my chagrin I had never heard of her but Hank dug out a second or third generation tape of her, and I soon realised what I had missed out on. So come follow your art down sidetracks and detours to where great writers and performers are spoken of in hushed tones<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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British country music artists Hank Wangford (left)<\/em><\/strong> fronted an excellent  country band and became an excellent tv presenter of a couple of series on country music. Samuel Hutt, known by the stage name Hank Wangford (born 15 November 1940), is an English<\/a> country and western<\/a> songwriter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hank is a good smoke screen,\u00b4 he once told me. \u00b4He can do things I can’t do. He’s my clown,” says the doctor then still struggling to balance his musical and medical interests as he had ever since medical school at Cambridge University. His 1960s practice in a drug-addiction centre brought him into contact with a lot of rockers and wide renown as London’s long-haired, rock-and-roll doctor, and later a television series. “If The Who had a first night, the tickets would be sent. I actually had more of an identity crisis with that than with Hank, because Hank is a fool. I quite like him. Dr. Sam was definitely threatening to become a monster.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So Hank has, instead, lived a life so immersed in creativity, that he became an excellent presenter of country music tv and radio documentaries. He was also, though, a much loved artist, leading a British country band that included Reg Meuross, a fine player and singer and hugely under-rated songwriter, and fiddle player Bobby Valentino, who would become \u00b4the man who invented jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Reg Meuross (right)<\/em><\/strong> is an English singer and songwriter based in Somerset<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Meuross first emerged on the British acoustic music scene when he formed The Panic Brothers with comedian Richard Morton in 1986. Five years of touring and TV work followed their album In The Red<\/em>, produced by Clive Gregson<\/a> with the “Brothers” appearing regularly on TV, including Friday Night Live<\/em><\/a>, and at Edinburgh<\/a>, Sidmouth<\/a>, Glastonbury<\/a> and other festivals.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Following his work with The Panic Brothers, Meuross formed a roots band, The Flamingos, featuring ex-Graham Parker guitarist, Martin Belmont<\/a>, Bob Loveday from the Penguin Caf\u00e9 Orchestra<\/a> & Bob Geldof<\/a>‘s band and Alison Jones of The Barely Works. The Flamingos recorded the album Arrested<\/em> in 1991.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Meuross toured until 2009 with Hank Wangford<\/a> and The Lost Cowboys as a member of the band and also as a solo artist with Hank Wangford<\/a> on the “No Hall Too Small” tour.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Meuross’s solo recording and touring career began in 1996. As a solo artist he has released 14 albums. In his review of December<\/em> in 2016 Robin Denselow<\/a> described Meuross in The Guardian<\/a> as “..one of the more versatile, under-sung survivors of the English acoustic scene.”<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Meuross co-wrote Seth Lakeman<\/a>‘s first single release Divided We Will Fall<\/em> from the album Well Worn Path<\/em> released on the Cooking Vinyl<\/a> label in November 2018.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Bobby Valentino (left) is a violinist, singer, songwriter and an occasional actor and model. On his web site you will find information about all of these activities and more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bobby first came to fame in 1975 as a renegade virtuoso with the Fabulous Poodles and with them he released 3 albums and extensively toured Europe and the U.S.A.; they split in 1980. He is now known as a session violinist and lead singer\/songwriter of the Americana band Los Pistoleros.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Something of a Clark Gable lookalike in his youth, Valentino has released 3 solo albums of his own songs, acted in films and TV commercials and has played live and recorded with the likes of Bob Dylan, Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, Mark Knopfler, Big Country, Billy Bragg etc. He was also involved in a case in the High Court in London to obtain a writing credit on the classic hit \u201cYoung at Heart\u201d <\/em>by the Bluebells (he wrote the annoying violin hook line).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hank and Reg were both interviewees of mine when I was writing Detour in print form in the nineteen nineties with David Deverson, and I am reminded of them again by a phrase recently employed by Geoffrey Himes, the always thought-provoking writer at paste on-in an article that is the primary source of this article. He described the fol artists of the sixties as being \u00b4immersed in creativity.\u00b4 On reading that phrase I was immediately reminded of Hank Wangford and his musicians<\/p>\n\n\n\n

According to Mr Himes, \u00b4the highway of pop-music history took a detour on the backroads during the folk music boom of the 1960s. For a brief period, musicians could be celebrated not for making a big noise, but for crafting a small sound; not for finding something new, but for rediscovering something old; not for describing universal experiences, but for sharing exceedingly personal encounters.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course, there was acoustic folk music before that decade\u2014and has been ever since. What was different, for a while there, was a large enough audience that a singer with an acoustic guitar and a personal story had the financial incentive, the financial security, to not only get better, but to also become distinctive. For a moment, it was hip to play old styles from the Appalachian Mountains and Mississippi Delta in stripped-down arrangements.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Out of that scene emerged some of America\u2019s finest songwriters: Bob Dylan, Joni Mitchell, Neil Young, Richard Thompson, Leonard Cohen and Paul Simon. And some of our finest interpretive singers: Joan Baez, Judy Collins, Mary Travers, Maria Muldaur, Sandy Denny, Emmylou Harris and Bonnie Raitt. Many of them are better known for their post-folk recordings, but they all got their start in the coffeehouses of the \u201960s.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But behind these well-known names are a host of others who did important work that shouldn\u2019t be forgotten. Some of them were men such as Tim Hardin, Phil Ochs, (right<\/strong>) Fred Neil, Richie Havens, Christy Moore, Bert Jansch, Tymon Dogg, Eric Anderson and Tim Buckley. But often they were women, who have always had to work harder and put up with more garbage to get the same recognition as their male peers. Women such as Buffy Sainte-Marie, Odetta, Bonnie Dobson, Sylvie Fricker, Barbara Dane, Linda Thompson, Mimi Farina, Judee Sill and Linda Williams all did worthy work that\u2019s not as well remembered as it should be.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Another such woman, Judy Henske, died last month at age 85 on April 27. Over six feet tall with dark bangs, she filled old folk and blues tunes with her immense, booming alto. She cared less about \u201cauthenticity\u201d than pulling out the musical potential of these neglected folk songs. Her 1963 version of \u201cHigh Flying Bird\u201d proved so memorable that the Billy Edd Wheeler song was subsequently recorded by the Jefferson Airplane, We Five, Neil Young and Richie Havens\u2014who also sang it at the original Woodstock Festival.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Henske was a regular on the ABC-TV folk music show Hootenanny, and she co-wrote \u201cYellow Beach Umbrella,\u201d later recorded by Three Dog Night and Bette Midler. Her first husband was Jerry Yester of The Lovin\u2019 Spoonful and The Association; her second was Craig Doerge, the longtime keyboardist for Jackson Browne and James Taylor. Woody Allen partially based the title character of Annie Hall on his nightclub touring partner Henske, who came from Chippewa Falls, Wisconsin, like the Diane Keaton character.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

What makes Henske important, though, is the way she stuffed old songs with a full-bodied humor and sexuality that was more in sync with the originals than the often pristine, bohemian-princess versions of her contemporaries. When she belted out a gospel song such as \u201cWade in the Water\u201d or a blues like \u201cBetty and Dupree,\u201d there was nothing dainty about the need and belief she poured into her vocal. Yes, her performances were a bit brassy and over the top in that old Tin Pan Alley, show-biz way, but that voice was not to be denied.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Henske may have been forgotten, but at least she enjoyed a long, happy life with her second husband (who helped her to make two late-career albums in 1999 and 2004).<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Far more tragic was the life of Karen Dalton,<\/em> ( right<\/em><\/strong>, a woman I had first heard on a grainy second or third generation ninety minute cassette given to me by Hank Wangford years after the original had been recorded) possessor of another strong alto that she twisted into some of the \u201960s\u2019 most chilling renditions of the folk and blues canon. She only released two albums before her battles with addiction and the industry led to a withdrawal from public view and her 1993 death of AIDS-related illness.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

This was especially heart-breaking, because the small amount of music she left behind is powerful indeed. \u201cMy favorite singer in the place,\u201d Bob Dylan wrote about his early days in Greenwich Village, \u201cwas Karen Dalton. She was a tall, white blues singer and guitar player\u2014funky, lanky and sultry. Karen had a voice like Billie Holiday\u2019s, played guitar like Jimmy Reed, and went all the way with it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Recently there has been a campaign to revive her memory. The 2020 documentary film Karen Dalton: In My Own Time backs up Dylan\u2019s assessment with enough music clips to show how striking she could be when she was on her game. Filmmakers Richard Peete and Robert Yapkowitz interview Dalton\u2019s contemporaries such as The Journeymen\u2019s Dick Weissman and The Holy Modal Rounders\u2019 Peter Stampfel, as well as influencees such as Nick Cave and Vanessa Carlton, who attest to Dalton\u2019s value. Also onscreen is Jill Lynne Byrem, who changed her name to Lacy J. Dalton in honor of her troubled friend before releasing 16 top-20 country singles in the 1980s.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

More persuasive than the testimonies are the handful of film clips of Dalton\u2019s live performances. A tall, lean woman with straight, dark hair that fell to her waist, she played acoustic guitar or banjo and sang in a voice that relied less on Henske\u2019s power and more on the nasal, note-stretching drama of a Billie Holiday. When she sang \u201cTurn the Page\u201d or \u201cA Little Bit of Rain,\u201d respectively written by Tim Hardin and Fred Neil, her voice contained that late-night desperation when all the bars are closed, the lights are off and the fair-weather friends have gone home.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

And when she reached back deeper into history for a blues number such as Leroy Carr\u2019s \u201cIn the Evening,\u201d or an Appalachian tune such as the traditional \u201cKatie Cruel,\u201d Dalton seemed unmoored from time itself. When her husky voice did its tug-of-war between desire and rejection, it could have been coming from any decade, any century.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

One thing the film gets wrong is its depiction of Dalton\u2019s second and last studio album, 1971\u2019s In My Own Time. She wasn\u2019t happy with it, and the movie\u2019s commentary implies that the heavy-handed folk-rock arrangements obscured the singer\u2019s gift. But if you listen to the album, reissued with nine bonus tracks by Light in the Attic Records last year, the arrangements are in fact quite tasteful. Produced by Dylan\u2019s ex-bassist Harvey Brooks and performed by such friends as Band producer John Simon, Maria Muldaur guitarist Amos Garrett and soon-to-be Janis Joplin pianist Richard Bell, the playing nicely framed Dalton\u2019s vocals without ever getting in the way.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The result is an album that should have launched her career to another level, thanks to knowing female takes on Percy Sledge\u2019s \u201cWhen a Man Loves a Woman\u201d and George Jones\u2019 \u201cTake Me,\u201d a hymn-like reading of Richard Manuel\u2019s \u201cIn a Station\u201d and the definitive version of \u201cKatie Cruel.\u201d But Dalton turned down gigs, moved to the Rocky Mountains, declined to engage with the industry and fell away into obscurity.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

What\u2019s left are the two studio albums, In My Own Time and It\u2019s So Hard to Tell Who\u2019s Going to Love You the Best, her 1969, stripped-down debut (reissued in 2009 and 2015), and an ever-growing number of live recordings. The best collection of those live performances is the soundtrack for the documentary, which hasn\u2019t yet been released as a stand-alone album. Next best is the two-CD and one-DVD set, Cotton Eyed Joe, recorded at a Boulder coffeehouse in 1962, when she was still optimistic and healthy. It includes examples of her ability to turn Ray Charles songs into front-porch picking numbers, and to transform a song about a \u201cMole in the Ground\u201d into a prickly nightmare.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Less successful is this year\u2019s live collection, Shuckin\u2019 Sugar, recorded in Boulder the following year. Too much of this batch buries Dalton\u2019s distinctive voice in conventional country and gospel harmony singing, or in laidback performances that drain the tension from her best singing. None of these records contain Dalton\u2019s original songs, which she rarely shared with anyone else. But the movie ends with a rare radio recording of her composition, \u201cRemembering Mountains.\u201d The lyrics are very slight\u2014fragmentary phrases about beauty, love and nature\u2014but the music is intriguing. It suggests where her career might have led if it hadn\u2019t been derailed by drugs and agoraphobia.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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photo 7<\/em><\/strong> When Dalton died, her children discovered a sheaf of original song lyrics without any indication of the music that went with them. In the spirit of similar projects to resurrect the abandoned lyrics of Woody Guthrie and Hank Williams, guitarist Peter Walker commissioned 11 women to put music to the words for the 2015 album, Remembering Mountains: Unheard Songs by Karen Dalton. Sharon Van Etten handles the title track, and Isobel Campbell turns \u201cDon\u2019t Make It Easy\u201d into a whispery blues. Patty Griffin supplies a Henske-like vocal to \u201cAll That Shines Is Not Truth.\u201d The highlight of the collection is Lucinda Williams (left)<\/strong> \u2019 treatment of \u201cMet an Old Friend,\u201d a lament about a lost love and a refusal of everyone who offers help.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Another woman who made her second and last studio album in 1971 was Norma Tanega. Arriving in Greenwich Village from her native California in 1963\u2014the same year Dalton arrived from Colorado\u2014Tanega was soon strumming her acoustic guitar and singing in the local coffeehouses. She stood out in a number of ways. She was a gay woman, the daughter of a Filipino father and a Panamanian mother, and she was less interested in digging up old folk songs than in showcasing her own quirky originals.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Those songs were well worth hearing. While she was getting an MFA in painting at Claremont College, she had also taken enough music courses to be comfortable with unusual time signatures, unlikely melodic intervals and unexpected chord changes. But these tools never sounded stiffly academic, because she had a sly sense of humor and a gift for catchy tunes. The push and pull of her one and only hit, \u201cWalking a Cat Named Dog,\u201d was covered by everyone from The Jazz Crusaders and Art Blakey to Yo La Tengo and They Might Be Giants.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

That song was inspired by her Village apartment building that didn\u2019t allow dogs. So she got a cat and named it Dog. The incongruity of walking Dog, her little cat, on New York\u2019s sidewalks tickled her so much that she reveled in the \u201chappy, sad and crazy wonder\u201d of it all, which was \u201cchoking up my mind with perpetual dreaming.\u201d That carefree feeling of being in one\u2019s mid-20s without responsibilities was reinforced by a skipping rhythm and bouncy melody that made a jubilant jump from \u201cdream-\u201d to \u201c-ing.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Arranger Herb Bernstein gave it a hooky harmonica intro and pizzicato strings, and soon the single was a top-25 hit in the U.S. and the U.K., and #3 in Canada. A 1966 album of the same name was soon released, and Tanega was off to England to promote it. There, on the TV show Ready, Steady, Go, she met Dusty Springfield. Within months, the two were a couple living in London. Over the next five years, Tanega wrote half a dozen songs that Springfield recorded, as well as songs for the two albums that Tanega planned for herself.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first one, Snow Cycle, was never released, but two songs from it are included on the new, 27-track compilation, I\u2019m the Sky: Studio and Demo Recordings, 1964-1971. Those numbers are trying too hard to fit into a concept album, but she sounds more relaxed on the second album, I Don\u2019t Think It Will Hurt You If You Smile. Cut in London with producer Don Paul and multi-instrumentalist Mike Moran, it combines the breezy charm of her debut with more sophisticated harmonies. It\u2019s an overlooked chamber-pop gem.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The anthology is oddly sequenced, so that the 13 tracks from the two released albums and the 14 demos are scrambled without chronological order. The booklet offers a brief bio, but not many session details. Though most of these songs are wrapped in baroque-pop arrangements, the core of them is Tanega\u2019s modest soprano and acoustic guitar or autoharp, the tools of her songwriting and early coffeehouse performances.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tanega vanished from public view as completely as Dalton, but under happier circumstances. When Tanega and Springfield broke up, the American returned to California and her first love, painting. In fact, the lavishly illustrated new book, Try To Tell a Fish About Water: The Art, Music and Third Life of Norma Tanega, (<\/em>shown on our cover and at the top of this article)<\/strong> has just been published. The colour plates of her paintings and the oral history from her friends indicate that she had a productive and happy life in the four and half decades before she died in 2019. Whether on canvas or on wax, Tanega\u2019s work was vibrant and unconventional, and it\u2019s too bad the music industry was disinclined to share more of it.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

In addition to her accomplishments as a gifted musician and songwriter, Norma Tanega was a noted gallerist, teacher, and a central figure in the vibrant and home-grown creative scene of Claremont, California. She was also a visual artist of astonishing originality. In Try to Tell a Fish About Water, the bold colours and gestural immediacy of Tanega\u2019s paintings are presented for the first time alongside unseen photos, illustrations, journal entries, and other ephemera. Featuring reflections and remembrances from Norma\u2019s friends and collaborators collaged alongside the visual roadmap, Try to Tell a Fish About Water is a thoughtful exploration of Tanega\u2019s art career and a testament to a life spent immersed in creativity.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tanega first began exhibiting her work at the age of sixteen, and received her MFA from Claremont Graduate University in 1962, with her later work often supported by the Claremont Museum of Art. She passed away in December 2019, at the age of eighty.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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