Hank had a voice that cut through wood. From his records, it sounded like he was projecting from a completely different place in his body. It was a voice that could play roadhouses without amplification; that could cut through barroom crowds, people drinking and talking. The places he played were so tough that he hired a wrestler, Cannonball Nichols, to be his bass player. Hank lived what would have been a rock star's life -- full of touring, drinking and woman troubles.
I bought a ten-song Hank Williams collection on vinyl for $4.99. It was like I unlocked a box: His music spoke to me. His records are enormously important to country music, but I think I responded to them because they sounded so exotic, like nothing else I had ever heard. It's significant that Hank learned to play guitar from an elderly black musician: Hank is the ultimate hillbilly, but there's other stuff going on. For a while he was my only reference point; I've covered his songs for years, and recently I made a conscious effort to try to make the songs on Sea Change as direct as Hank's.
I see more and more people getting into his music today. When I played his songs early on, I used to get really sick of everyone in the crowd yelling "yee-haw" all the way through. But I've noticed that over the last ten years or so, there's been a rediscovery of the haunting quality of Hank Williams' music. When I pull those songs out now, I get taken the right way. People are listening.
[From Issue 946 — April 15, 2004]
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