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Bob Frank
Bob
Frank is a singer-songwriter born out of the tradition of
when folk singers would play smoky bars with beer-stained
floors, singing story-songs about the people and places they
knew best—barroom losers, hard luck vagrants, and quite
often songs about busted, broken hearted but not quite ready
to give up folks much like themselves. Frank released his
debut album on the Vanguard label in 1972 but he first came
to my attention with the brilliant and emotionally
devastating album he recorded with John Murry, World
Without End, an album of modern day murder ballads based
on true tales of horrific crime. Not one to be pigeonholed,
Frank also recorded A Little Gest of Robin Hood, his
version of the Middle Ages bard’s tale of Robin Hood and his
Merry Men told in Frank’s distinct Southern drawl backed
with acoustic guitar. Frank’s latest album is Twilight in
Tolleson, a dozen songs that would sound perfectly at
home played on a dirt floor saloon on a
Friday night after a hard
week of working.
Roy: So let’s start kind of at the beginning. What ever made you want to pick up a guitar and write songs in the first place? Bob: don't know. gene autry? probly. i had a little paperback book of cowboy songs and learned a lot of them. right away i tried to write some of my own. first guitar i had was an old Kay f-hole, with the action about an inch or two off the neck. really hard to play. i thought all guitars were like that. about then, i heard Teen Angel on the radio, by Mark Dining, and i just had to learn that one. i loved the ballads right off the bat. what i liked most about elvis was, when he sang those slow soft love songs, his voice was so mellow, that was always my favorite sort of song. Donna, by Ritchie Valens. nothing better than that. so i wanted to write songs like this. like anything, really. cowboy songs, love songs, didn't matter. i just right away wanted to write my own songs. i thought that's what you were supposed to do.
Roy: Okay, you have an idea for a song—how do you get started, what’s your process for starting and finishing a song? When do you know for sure that a song is truly finished?
Bob:
there ain't no process. you just do it. riding in a car
is the easiest way, driving across the country, hell,
just driving to work, best place to write a song, you
can sing anything you want and not worry about anybody
hearing you. so, i usually start with the lyrics, but
right away, i usually come up with some sort of tune to
sing 'em to, so i'll know where i'm going in that
respect. but i've written whole songs without a tune,
just lyrics, and then found a tune later. or sometimes,
i hear a tune first, but usually not. the thing is, i
don't believe in any sort of right way to write a song.
every song is its own creation, you do it like it wants
to be done. it stands alone. not comparable to anything
else. just as it is. of course, i never wrote a hit
song, and that's probly why. i never listen to the
radio. i don't like to listen to music, really. i mean,
i like it sometimes, and when i was young, i loved all
those songs in the fifties, on the radio, and then later
on, all the folk songs, and so on, i learned 'em all.
but eventually, i got where i just didn't give a fuck
about listening to anybody else. now, i never listen to
anything, unless it's sent to me by a friend who wrote
it himself, or herself. i'll listen to that. but
otherwise, what's the point? if i want to listen to
music, i pick up a guitar and write a song. really, at
this point, i don't even care anything about music at
all. i just write songs. has nothing to do with music,
per se. music is just part of what it takes to write a
song. that's all. so i know when it's done by playing it
and seeing if it's done. sing it. see if it's a song or
not. like that. Roy: I would definitely
call you a troubadour, and much like your work on A
Little Gest of Robin Hood, you are carrying on that
“bard” tradition. Word has it that you memorized all 456
stanzas of that piece. I personally take pride in not
using a music stand with lyrics in front of me when I
perform, but some folks have difficulty playing without
the words in front of them. Do you have any advice for
aspiring songwriters and performers on the best way to
memorize their material? Bob: not really. you just memorize it. sing it a lot. maybe it's relatively easy for me to remember lyrics, i don't know, cause i don't know how hard it is for anybody else. got no idea what their mind is like. but i love to memorize lyrics. i've done it all my life. if i like the song or the poem, i will memorize it. i used to know all the robert service poems by heart. most of 'em. they're great songs, without any tunes. blake, donne, richard lovelace, a.e. housman -- i learned all that shit by heart. beautiful stuff. but how did i do it? got no idea. just kept going over it til i had it down pat. the gest, i learned it a fit at a time, recorded it like that. one fit at a time, i'd memorize it and then record it. in the first fit, i left out one verse. too late now. i didn't know anything about digital music. a guy offered to master it for me, i thought he meant he would clean it all up, take all the room sounds out of it, and i didn't want to do that, i wanted all the noise in there, like it was a live performance. so i never had it mastered. later, dickinson told me i needed to master that CD he produced of me, and that's when i realized, i should have mastered the gest and also that solo CD, pledge of allegiance. am i rambling on too much? what was the fucking question? then,
when i went to perform the whole gest live at a robin
hood conference in Michigan, i had to put all those fits
together and do it all in one sitting. i was hoarse by
the end of it. crazy idea. i should have put in an
intermission. but i didn't have any notes, i did it all
from memory. like the old bards did. yep, i'm an old
bard. i'm in that tradition, always have been, and it's
a very great traditiion, and i consider it a high
activity, but that doesn't mean i don't write some bawdy
shit. it just means, the sacred and the profane are
forever mixed together, and who am i to try to separate
'em? Roy: Let's talk about performing for a moment. Writing a song and performing a song are two completely different entities. Do you prefer one over the other? Have you ever written a song that is difficult to perform live?
where were we? in a live performance, it's all gone as quick as it comes and that's that. one time through. done. move on. like life itself. no do-overs. so, writing and performing. i think i prefer writing. but once it's written, i prefer performing. you gotta go sing it to somebody, otherwise, what was the point of writing it? ain't no point. you gotta sing it for somebody. so then, performing is where it's at. so i prefer both, sort of like eating and taking a shit. one at a time. like somebody said, there's a time and a place for everything. yep, i've
written songs that are hard to perform in the sense that
i can't play the guitar very well, so i might fuck that
part up. Roy: Writing songs taken from real life events can be extremely difficult yet vastly rewarding. Your song “The Murder of Dylan Hartsfeld” is a true story you felt importantly about. You wrote the words and your friend John Murry recorded a seething version of it that impacts me just as much as your album World Without End—dark, relentless, scary, straight to the gut. Can you tell us a little about how that song came about? Bob:
dylan's dad, bill hartsfeld, called me from north
carolina one day in the early 2000's, said he had the
vanguard album and wanted to look me up. people do this
from time to time. call me out of the blue and say, "i've
had that old album forever. will you come play at my
birthday party next week?" a yard party, that's what
they're talking about. what they call 'em in north
carolina. so i met bill hartsfeld like that. we were
both in nam, so we would talk about that. then his son,
dylan, went into the army and was sent to afghanistan
and later, to iraq. so he had been raised on the
vanguard album, poor guy, so he sent me an email asking
me to send his dad my new CD's, so i did that, then the
next thing you know, a few years later, bill calls me up
and tells me about how dylan, who was back home now, was
shot and killed, murdered, in his back yard, right in
front of him, by a cop! and he wanted me to write a song
about it. he told me the whole story. it was also on the
internet, in newspapers and so on. the cops' story was,
he was carrying a bush hook, a tool they use down south
to clear brush, look it up, so they had to shoot him,
but bill said, no, he was carrying a broken hockey stick
that he'd had when he was a kid. and in the call from
the police radio at the scene of the crime, you can hear
the girl saying he has a hockey stick in his hand. so i
carried that story around in my head for a couple of
years, and then one day driving back from arizona, the
whole song came out in a flood of lyrics, all at once.
wrote itself just like that. it was too long for me to
know what the fuck to do with it, but i figured john
could come up with something. he's so creative and
unique, and he would love the story, i knew he would do
something cool with it. and he did, and he recorded it
himself in memphis with kevin cubbins. when dylan talks in that song, when that cop is pointing his pistol at him, that's word for word what bill told me he said. "this guy ain't gon do nothing, dad. he's a fuckin punk." the thing is, dylan knew the cop, they knew each other. they grew up right there in that little town in north carolina. what i think it was, the cop was scared. he got scared and pulled the trigger. so i
showed it to john, we were on the deck in my backyard,
overlooking the creek, and he leaped up and said he
could hear the tune to it right now. so that was that.
he did a great job on it. i knew he would. john's a
powerful artist, one of a kind. like nobody else in the
universe.
Bob: it was john's idea. he said let's do an album of murder ballads, but when we started to learn the songs, we decided it wouldn't work, cause they had all been done to death (no pun intended...). so then we decided to write all new ones, but make them sound like they were old. and use true stories from american history. so john did all the research, most of it. the interesting part to me was, john wanted to do this as a sort of catharsis thing, like existential angst or something, fear of death, write about these morbid stories and somehow overcome a fear of death, something philosophical like that. but for me, it was just, hey! great idea for an album! right up my alley! get to write a shitload of songs about people killing each other, just what i love to do! like Wild Bill Jones, the song that dickinson recorded with Dr. John and all, write some more shit like that. i had rewritten that song from an old hillbilly song. different tune, different chords, took it out of the mountains and put it in the swamp. so i was very eager to do this project that john had come up with. then, he went and found all these stories. bubba rose was one i submitted, it was a true story from my childhood, one night we were eating dinner at my grandmother's house there in memphis, and uncle bud said, "it's too bad about bubba rose." then he told us how bubba rose had gone to work that day and killed his boss. bubba lived right next door to them, we had photographs of bud and bubba rose playing in the backyard when they were kids. so, like
that, we found some stories and the songs just wrote
themselves. i would have complete songs written, chords
and tune and everything, but all john would have would
be some lyrics and a line of melody and no chords, just
some music he heard in his head, and we'd go in the
studio and he would create the whole song right there,
on the spot, using any instrument he thought it needed.
he'd play all of em, piano, guitar, xylaphone, organ --
didn't matter what. just a note here and a note there,
and pretty soon, the whole song would emerge. from
literally out of nowhere. Roy: These are dark, quite often hard to listen to songs because of the subject matter with explicit language and the grisly details detailed therein. Most songwriters wouldn’t bring themselves to delve all the way into their subject matter like this but I’m glad you didn’t shy away from it. Was this a tough mindset for you?
Bob: not at all. it was fun. like i say, i love to write
songs, and that's all it was for me. writing songs full
of action and drama and shootin' and stabbin'. but i
think john's songs are actually stronger songs. he was
so fresh and innovative. i was just writing more folk
songs. his shit was like born out of warfare.
Bob: you just gotta get on the same wavelength. i guess.
i don't know. if there's a secret to it, it will remain
a secret forever, cause if anybody knows what it is, it
ain't a secret anymore. sometimes i just take something
somebody else contributes and go off and write the rest
of it by myself. sometimes, we write it together,
sitting right there next to each other. sometimes the
lines come one right after the other, i'll say one, and
the other person will say the next one right after that,
without skipping a beat. that's when you're on the same
wavelength. it can happen any way at all. you just have
to be open to it and not try to force your ideas into
it. leave it alone, let it write itself. be helpful.
don't want it your way too much. see what the other
person has to say. collaborate, compromise. put the song
first and yourself last. something like that. Roy: On your latest album, Twilight in Tolleson, the songs are simply presented with bare arrangements that showcase the strengths of the songwriting. “Alone” and “You Don’t Know the Way She Lies” are two of my favorites on this album and “I Saved My Heart for You” makes me laugh every time. Are the songs on this album new or older ones?
Bob: those are all pretty new songs. Chuck Giamalvo and
i wrote them in the last 5 or 6 years i guess. chuck and
i always write a lot of songs. like in the old days, me
and cletus haegert would write songs together, well,
it's like that with me and chuck. he's a country
oriented singer, and i'm sort of folk and old rock
ballads and irish songs and cowboy songs, stuff like
that. so we just sit down and write songs togther. it's
fun. like i say, i just love to write songs, and i will
write them with anybody, no exceptions. i will also
write them by myself. there's a time and a place for
everything. and everyone. Roy: Do you ever write stream of consciousness style? Just start playing the guitar and see what comes up?
Bob: sometimes. at a period in my life, back in the
early '70's, that's how i wrote all my songs. i was
driving around the rocky mountains in a van with my
wife, deirdre, and we would stop by a mountain stream
and camp there for a few days, and i would get some beer
and some weed and sit there on the bank with a guitar
and just write whatever the fuck came out. beautiful
little ditties. no story to 'em at all. just little
rhymes with pictures and rhymes. then, i wanted more
stories, more meat, with a backbone and all. so i
started back to writing story songs, but they were
better now. so it's a growing process, it has been for
me. but in another sense, i haven't grown at all. i'm
still just writing songs. some of the best ones i ever
wrote were written when i was a teenager. but as for
stream of consciousness, i do have one great song right
now that i basically wrote like that awhile back, the
unusual artist. it's a talking blues sort of thing, but
not with the usual talking blues chords. at one point,
when i was writing it, i thought, this will never work,
it can't go anywhere, it's too weird. but i said, just
stick with it, see where it goes. so then, it just went
along, and by cracky, it came out at a gold mine. far as
good songs go. far as actual gold mine, like hit song,
probly not. but i never write songs to be hits. i write
songs to be good songs that i can sing to people. Roy: One of my favorite songs of yours is the hidden track on World Without End, the one about the Battle of Shiloh. One of the best songs I’ve heard about the psychological trauma of the Civil War (hell, any war!) Simply told, honest, and powerful. Um, what was my question? Oh yeah—You have a way with telling stories from the eyes and mind of true to life characters. You know how to “make them breathe true” so to speak. How the hell do you manage to do this so well on such a consistent basis? Bob: i'm really glad you heard that song. it's not listed on the cover and it's not a separate track, it's hidden, buried at the end of the last listed song on there and there's a lot of space between that song and shiloh, and i'm always worried somebody will stop the CD before it gets to that song and never even hear it. john said it was a mistake, the way he did that. anyway, at least you heard it, and the best part is, you like it a lot. me too. that's one of my favorite songs on there, for the very reasons you mention, plus i grew up near shiloh, in memphis, and went there several times as a young boy, camped out there in the boy scouts and so on. it's in my blood. so it was really eerie and strange and strong writing it. like deja vu all over again. i already had a song about shiloh that i'd written years before, so this one is shorter and more to the point. the story is one from john's family, an uncle or cousin or somebody, who was actually at the battle of shiloh, and had an experience something like that. john is in faulkner's family. as for how i do what i do with songs, i can only say, according to dickinson, and my wife, and cletus haegert and gary mcmahan ("old double diamond"), i'm a natural born songwriter. they always told me that, but it never made any sense to me until a few years ago. that's it. it just comes natural to me. in fact, it comes so easy, for years i thought it was too easy, i thought i should work on the songs more, i would re-write them, change lines in them, and so on. my wife hated that, so did cletus, so did dickinson. he said, every time you change a line you fuck it up! well, i told him, not every time, cause some of the lines you like were not the original lines that first came to me... but he was probly right. i don't do that anymore. or i try not to. adios por ahora. squeeze it easy! bob
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