Patsy Cline

So we're having a ball, just getting ready here.

You know, we're celebrating Patsy Cline's birthday.

Yesterday was her birthday.

I think I shared a little graphic, so if you like, look for that.

I'll try to get my second graphic up in just a moment or two, but I want you guys to make some suggestions and requests.

I'm hoping a lot of people did that yesterday, and I can go ahead and service you guys with a deep dive into the obscure yet wild rockin' sounds of the early Patsy Cline, Virginia Patterson.

God of Virginia, actually, too.

And we love her music, man.

And once a year, they would bring on the winner and let that person sing.

And the winner of the national contest that you might all recognize is Patsy Cline.

She was discovered by the Oak Ridge Quartet.

Wow.

Aeroplanes and bad weather can be a terrible mix.

Just ask Patsy Cline or Buddy Holly or Manchester United Football Club.

One of the UK's most famous and successful football teams was very nearly completely wiped out on the 8th of February 1958.

After playing a European Cup match against the Yugoslavian team Red Star Belgrade, the club's chartered plane made a refuelling stop in snowbound Munich.

Joni Mitchell is like my all-time favorite, favorite.

Patsy Cline.

Cat Stevens is also one of my all-time favorites.

I'm drawing a blank, but so many amazing artists that I still listen to today.

I looked up that Three Chords and the Truth line, which is a famous line, was by a legendary songwriter, Harlan Howard.

I have a feeling he wrote I Fall to Pieces for Patsy Cline, but there you go, I'll check that one out.

How many chords has that got? Three chords, and it tells the truth.

I see a lot of chords in this song we just heard.

Anyways, this is kind of a cool story in a sense.

So in the Robbie Long Band, we do the Patsy Cline show, Hank and Patsy show, which I've gotten in on playing, and Buddy Holly.

Yeah.

and then uh we do a 70s review show too every once in a while and a couple years ago we were doing a few of these songs these shows and uh it was a two-set show and robbie's like hey man he goes you know uh he says what we'll do for the second set is um you go out and do an acoustic song because that was a thing the singer songwriters and yeah it's kind of like cat stevens and You know, he says, and then I'll do, I think he did Time in a Bottle or something like that.

Dolly never learned to read music, but she could play just about anything with strings, plus the recorder, the harmonica, the saxophone, and even her own fingernails, permanently recorded in all their 90-words-a-minute acrylic glory in those driving opening measures of 9 to 5, that national anthem for the nation of women.

She always said that she didn't have the greatest voice, and since the competition included Patsy Cline, Winona Judd, and Reba McEntire, that was true.

Nonetheless, hers was somehow the most distinctive in the business.

It was a little trembly, a little breathy, good at all the girly stuff, but with a girder of light-gauge steel beneath it, like you'd slink away real embarrassed if you tried to mess with her.