Day 155: Little Feat – Dixie Chicken

2 Aug

Fool Yourself

And it’s Dad-Rock Tuesday once again.  Oh joy.  This week, my father picked Little Feat’s 1973 release, Dixie Chicken.

Why did he do this, you may ask?  That’s a good question.  I was a little confused at first as well.  Another redneck band?  Seriously?  Do you want me to stomp on something that you hold close to your heart?  Again?  Apparently.

Ah, but my father is smarter than that.  He turned the tables on me, and picked a redneck record that is actually listenable, something that I had previously believed to be impossible.

Hold up, I just saw a picture of this band.  They have two black guys.  It’s comforting to know that I am enjoying music made by a band that probably doesn’t have any Confederate flag memorabilia floating around.

But, for serious, this band is much better than Lynyrd Skynyrd for a number of reasons.  I should probably stop with the Skynyrd comparisons, though…it only hurts a band’s name to be placed next to the epitome of awful like that.

So, starting over.  Believe it or not, Dixie Chicken was kind of refreshing to listen to!  I know, this is strange to hear about a record that came out more than 30 years ago, but hear me out.  This album bends genres, combining country, rock, and even R&B into a sound that I have never heard before.  I guess the country kind of stood out to me at first, which was the cause of that unspeakable comparison.  Looking deeper, though, this is a very interesting record, and about the last thing that I was expecting.


3 Responses to “Day 155: Little Feat – Dixie Chicken”

  1. Yuanny Dollar August 3, 2011 at 6:37 am #

    Furthermore, if you don’t like the title track, there is just something wrong with you.

  2. David Chops August 3, 2011 at 9:08 am #

    Fun group and a good album. Too bad that the Lowell George-less band had to embrace Jam-Band-dom in order to make a living. I blame Phish.

  3. Uncle Jiggly August 9, 2011 at 11:08 am #

    You do realize that your dad is at least a little bit of a redneck. Your grandfather used to take your dad and uncles to the stockyards to see the animals before they were slaughtered which was the best we could do on Sunday when before there was NASCAR.

    Which, of course, means red-neckedness runs in YOUR blood!

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