Yes, he exaggerates to indicate that they moved about, like, “she is as fat as an elephant!” is not meant to be taken literally.
Harumph! If someone tells me a lady is as fat as an elephant, I won’t take it literally. If they tell me they’re a mile from somewhere, I’ll cut them some slack if it’s really 2 or 3. But 30? And maybe more?
cochrane:
Not any longer. Zaentz sold Fantasy Records to Concord Records in 2004. In 2005, Fogerty reached out to the new owners. They signed him to a new contract. and in the process restored all ownership and royalty rights to Fogerty for his Creedence songs.
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So, happily for Fogerty, every time Creedence Clearwater Revisited performs, he now gets paid.
Thank you, I didn’t know that. It’s good news.
cochrane:
Anyway, here’s my issue with Fogerty. I was looking for a restroom and he told me there was a bathroom on the right. Well, I looked and didn’t find no stinkin’ bathroom there. I nearly wet my pants before I eventually found the restroom.
He was probably steering you toward the back door, so you could pee among the happy teachers dancing on the lawn.
Harumph! If someone tells me a lady is as fat as an elephant, I won’t take it literally. If they tell me they’re a mile from somewhere, I’ll cut them some slack if it’s really 2 or 3. But 30? And maybe more?
About a week ago, we dissected that “Country Mile” business down to a sub-atomic level. I’m not going there again.
Fogerty understood the best kept secret in popular music: If you can’t sing and your lyrics suck, garble them or mumble them so people will still be trying to figure out the meaning years later.
Then I move the following be recognized as the official finding of this inquiry.
People on the river: unhappy to give.
Fogerty can’t sing? Shit, I’ve been a musician for over thirty years, and I’d give away bodyparts to be able to sing like him.
My personal issue with CCR is their song “Cotton Fields,” which contains this lyric:
“It was down in Louisiana, just about a mile from Texarkana.”
Actually, Texarkana is a full 30 miles from the Louisiana state line.
Your are right about that. I was born and raised in NW Louisiana and I always cringe when I hear that. The name Texarkana already refers to town that straddles the Texas/Arkansas line so I am not sure why someone would try to throw another state in there inaccurately.
For what it’s worth, this from a web site supports my suggestion that his family moved about farming in the AR/TX/LA area.
Huddie was born into a relatively prosperous Negro family, who farmed land, first as sharecroppers in Louisiana, then as landowners in Texas, near the Louisiana border.
Leadbelly returned home “hungry and frightened”, a fugitive…he chose to move on to De Kalb, in Northeast Texas, next to the Arkansas border.
Apparently he learned another song CCR would record, The Midnight Special, in prison.
Let’s not quarrel with Leadbelly about his lyrics, he’s a tough guy. Here is his description of a bar fight with my apologies for dialect:
Fust thing I know a man had stuck his knife in my neck an’ was pullin’ it aroun’ my throat jes’ tryin’ to cut my head off. ‘Nother fellow runned up an’ pulled his Pistol, tryin’ to shoot me. I didn’ pay no ‘tention to him, but I grabbed that knife with bofe han’s an’ wrench it outa my neck
