While trying to dig out the Christmas music records, I went back through a collection of old singles -- 78s? -- that I found when cleaning out Dad's house. It was a collection buried in the back of the last place we cleaned out, the crawlspace under the stairs to the basement. There's a bunch of them. A few of them probably belonged to my young father, but I think most of them were my grandfather's.
Here's a small sample.
That's Marty Robbins, 1957. Dad would have been eleven, so I think too young to like songs about lost love. My grandfather would have been in his forties, I guess.
1954, that one, Carl Smith having fun on the same theme.
1951. It amazes me a little to see the artist given on the record as simply "Hank Williams."
Hank Thompson, not singing about lost love.
Les Paul and Mary Ford, 1951. That's the fellow whose gold-top guitar was one of only two wishes of a young Ray Wylie Hubbard.
I wish I had a Wurlitzer jukebox to put these things in. I probably have enough to fill one, but I definitely don't have ten grand for anything I just want.
2 comments:
My son has two jukeboxes, but repairs are so costly that he just installs Alexa in it.
That’s a shame. They’re so cool.
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