Friday we went to the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum.
I took no pictures.
I usually don’t take pictures in museums, not because they don’t let you, but for one of two reasons:
– the scenes are usually uninteresting
– taking a picture of a picture (or sculpture, or …) doesn’t appeal to me
The museum itself was moderately interesting. If you are a real fan, then they have a pretty solid collection of artifacts related to your favorite artists: guitars, shoes, boots, belts, costumes, hats, suitcases, etc. There are a few interpretive displays to help understand how the blues combined with Irish music to create traditional country music. There’s little interpretation of how country morphed into today’s blend of country, pop and rock.
In the evening we went back to Broadway to see some more music in the bars. Like last night, what we heard was far from the music that used to be broadcast from the Grand Ole Opry. The song we heard more times than any other was (wait for it …) Don’t Stop Believing. I always liked this song back in the day (it was released in 1981), but I’m suffering from severe over-exposure now. It’s everywhere – weddings, bar mitzvahs, political rallies, Memphis, Nashville, on my Pandora mixes. Enough already!
Here’s some more of the playlist from last night:
- Play That Funky Music (Wild Cherry)
- Country Road (John Denver)
- My Girl (Tempations, Rolling Stones, and everyone else)
- Everybody Wants To Rule The World (Tears For Fears)
- Drops of Jupitor (Train)
- Sweet Caroline (Neil Diamond)
- You Shook Me All Night Long (AC/DC)
There were also straight country songs, but they were outnumbered by the rock and pop stuff
I really don’t mean to criticize the musical tastes of people around here. I liked most of the music I heard, country and not-country. I just find it amusing that Don’t Stop Believing is the most popular (by the number of performances I heard) song in the home of country music. In one bar, the band (who were very good) asked the audience “do you want to hear more country, or pop, or rock” and rock won by a substantial margin.
It was crowded Thursday night (don’t these people have to work?), and Friday even more. And by 11:00, people were losing their inhibitions somewhat.