December 23, 2005

Homefires X

The famous tale of Lana Turner being discovered while she was sipping a soda in a drugstore has an even odder musical counterpart. This Rockabilly and Honky-Tonk singer was discovered while he was out in the wilderness catching a fish.
His career was fruitful, despite having one hit banned by the BBC; and in love and death, he followed in the footsteps of an ill-fated Country legend.

(This time, I WILL WIN.)

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Congrats to Trambo for correctly guessing Johnny Horton.

Johnny Horton was the son of an East Texas sharecropping family. A fishing fanatic, he worked in California and Alaska in the fishing industry, singing on the side, before coming home. He led tourists on fishing expeditions in Southeast Texas, and would sing and play guitar for them while in camp. One person on one of his tours in 1951 was a staff member of radio station KWKH, home of the "Louisiana Hayride" show. For the next eight years, Horton would appear regularly on "Hayride."

His early recording career horribly mismanaged, he finally hit paydirt in 1956 with the song "I'm a Honky Tonk Man." This honky-tonk classic was covered over three decades later by Dwight Yoakam, and was a hit for him as well.

At the end of the 1950's, with the Rockabilly sound waning, he turned to more folk-based material. It's from these songs that we know him best. 1959's number one hit "Springtime in Alaska" was followed by his most famous song "Battle of New Orleans." This one went to number one on both the Pop and Country charts, stayed on the charts for a solid year, and won him a Grammy. As an amusing sidenote, it was banned by the BBC because of the words "the bloody British." In 2001 it won the Grammy Hall of Fame award and was named a Song of the Century.

On November 4, 1960, while heading back to Louisiana after an appearance at the Skyline Club in Austin, Horton was killed when the car he was driving was hit head-on by a drunk driver. The Skyline Club was also the location of Hank Williams' final performance -- Williams wouldn't make it to his next one, dying in the backseat of his car on the way to a show in Canton, Ohio. For Horton's widow, it was all too much a case of deja vu. She was Billie Jean Jones, better known as the widow of Hank Williams.

His fame hard-won, Johnny Horton was still having hits several years after he was already gone.

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Posted by floridacracker at December 23, 2005 05:19 PM

   



Comments

Damn, this is quite the Battle. Worse than New Orleans. Uh, could it be Johnny Horton?

Merry Christmas, dear lady, and Happy Blogiversary as well. Hope you stick arouond a long time.

Posted by: Trambo at December 23, 2005 09:23 PM

Hankshaw Hawkins?

Posted by: George Lee at December 23, 2005 10:10 PM

Trambo, how did you get that??

Posted by: Donnah at December 24, 2005 01:34 AM

I don't know how Trambo's name got on the post above that I typed yesterday.

My name is George Lee and I knew the answer because I am 58, hunt and fish, and grew up in Virginia.

Congrats, Cracker on your anniversary. May you have many more. I just drifted in here from Tim Blair's site.

If you have any Patsy Cline questions, I might could answer them, but I have forgotten pretty much everything about Cowboy Copas...

Merry Christmas

Posted by: George E. Lee at December 24, 2005 09:18 AM

Hey, wait a minute. Trambo's name is not on the post with the answer. You misread. My name got there as it was supposed to.

Posted by: George Lee at December 24, 2005 09:19 AM

Donnah, that was a tough one. I had to re-read the thing several times, but what finally narrowed it down was the song banned by the BBC. After thinking for a while, I remembered that Horton was a star basketball player in college so I dug up some history and got lucky with the rest.

Posted by: Trambo at December 24, 2005 09:22 AM

Hey, wait another minute, it was ME who misread! Geez, more coffee, quick. Congrats Trambo.

It is startling how close the life of Hawkins parallels that of Horton.

Posted by: George Lee at December 24, 2005 09:27 AM

George Lee, you'd have stumped me with that Hawkins fellow. I'm going to have to go look him up. And welcome here!

Trambo, at first I put "banned overseas," and had it like that for a bit. But I thought, "that's toooooo hard." I'll know better next time. As a matter of fact, next time it's going to be a blank post and you're just going to have to READ MY MIND.

If he'd have finished college, I'd have put that in there somewhere. I wasn't aiming to make him sound completely rustic.

Posted by: Donnah at December 24, 2005 10:19 AM

"Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles, and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go! Ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch'em, down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico!

And a One, two, three four! Sound off! Three, four!"

I've known every line of that song since I was 5.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at December 28, 2005 02:29 PM