Nobody Knows What You Do

Nobody Knows What You Do

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by John Hartford
     
 
John Hartford was once something of a renegade within traditional music circles. This fact may be less obvious today because there is so little to offend on Good Old Boys and Live From Mountain Stage. But way back in the '70s, traditional musicians just didn't sing about drugs ("Granny Wontcha Smoke Some Marijuana") or women's breasts ("The Golden Globe

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John Hartford was once something of a renegade within traditional music circles. This fact may be less obvious today because there is so little to offend on Good Old Boys and Live From Mountain Stage. But way back in the '70s, traditional musicians just didn't sing about drugs ("Granny Wontcha Smoke Some Marijuana") or women's breasts ("The Golden Globe Award"). Most still don't. The highly eccentric Nobody Knows What You Do was recorded around the same time as the equally unusual and better-known Mark Twain. Like Mark Twain, Hartford's approach on Nobody Knows What You Do is just about as far out as Hartford ever ventured. A couple of songs work beautifully. "In Tall Buildings" and "Joseph's Dream" are shot through with romanticism and a touch of the sentimental, making them the most intriguing pieces on this album. "The False Hearted Tenor Waltz" finds Hartford adding contorted vocals to an otherwise lovely melody, while "Somewhere My Love -- We'll Meet Again Sweet Heart" offers a hillbilly version of the Doctor Zhivago theme. Really. The album's arrangements, however, veer closer to the country-rock of the New Riders of the Purple Sage than the one-man show of Mark Twain. The three instrumentals, including "John McLaughlin," a tribute to the jazz guitarist, sound a little like outtakes of Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline Rag." Nobody Knows What You Do shouldn't be the first choice for a new Hartford devotee. It may not even appeal to fans of his more recent work. But for those who can't get enough of those heady days of the early- to mid-'70s when an artist could still go into the studio and make an album like this, Nobody Knows What You Do will speak to the inner hippie-hillbilly.

Product Details

Release Date:
09/29/1992
Label:
Rounder / Umgd
UPC:
0018964002824
catalogNumber:
70028
Rank:
81130

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Album Credits

Performance Credits

John Hartford   Primary Artist,Banjo,Fiddle,Guitar,Violin,Overdubs,Vocal Harmony
Buddy Emmons   Dobro,Steel Guitar
Mac Wiseman   Vocals,Vocal Harmony
Sam Bush   Mandolin,Vocals,Vocal Harmony
Benny Martin   Fiddle,Guitar,Violin,Vocal Harmony
Jim Colvard   Guitar
Dalton Dillingham   Bass,Bowed Bass
Roy M. "Junior" Husky   Bass
Kenny Malone   Drums
Dale Sellers   Guitar,Electric Guitar
Jimmy Colvard   Guitar,Electric Guitar
David Briggs   Piano,Keyboards,Electric Piano

Technical Credits

John Hartford   Liner Notes
Michael Melford   Producer
Miles Davis   Composer
Claude Hill   Engineer
Mike Melford   Producer
Marian L. Heyman   Composer

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Nobody Knows What You Do 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
wdtren More than 1 year ago
I fell in love with John Hartford's work in 1977 in Houston. Had nothing else to do, so went with a friend to a club to hear him ("Oh yeah, he was on 'The Smothers Brothers.'") and the Dillards. He opened, poor Dillards. Blew me away. Clogged on miked plywood floor, fiddled, and sang -- nonstop.

My sister turned me on to this album two years later in college. The lyrics are all funny, true, clever; the music is better than solid. He's got great musicians here -- Sammy Bush, himself, and others -- but this album is not so much about musical virtuosity. The music supports the lyrics.

Order it on a lark, just as I went to see him on a lark.