Out of his time and clean out of his mind, Dean Carter was a true original. Born Arlie Neaville, he was a blonde Rock’n’Roller who bore more than a passing resemblance to Heinz, Heino and a far younger Spike Jones all at once while possessing a unique songwriting flair that cut across a ridiculous gamut encompassing rockabilly, garage punk, soul, gospel to country-based Rock’n’Roll and back again. Carter’s treatment of remodeling styles into customised flame jobs jacked up into a hairy array of sounds that were all shook up, had nowhere to go and was impressive in its unflinching gaze on the eight ball that never swerved. Carter accomplished this all decked out in a variety of guises: from a grimacing, pick axe-wielding miner (in promotion of his cover version of “Sixteen Tons”) but for most of the time as a tiger-skinned Daddy-o armed with that most unlikely of Rock’n’Roll axes: a 12-string dobro. [Source]
[via Mogens Toudahl in East Berlin]
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If you like this i Strongly recommend No Direction Home – Scorsese’s Dylan movie. A source of inspiration if you like the american songbook – Not the songbook Rod Stewart is copying :-).