John Prine – John
Prine Live
Oh Boy, 1988
Acquired: Half Price Books, Used, 2013
Price: $7.50
John Prine has great fans. His music has that extra
something special that really ignites something inside of people. Every now and
then some guy will come into the store looking for Prine CDs and we’ll talk for
five minutes about how great John Prine is and I’ll check the inventory on the
off chance we have a copy of Great Days
stashed away somewhere. These are people who get it and wholly appreciate
Prine’s gift for spinning yarns full of wit and heartbreak. These people know
that barely anyone else ever wrote songs this good. I’ll probably never get to
see John Prine live, and I’m OK with that because this live album is one of
those rare live album’s that really captures the essence of an artist’s stage
show. This isn’t just a straight up, perfectly recorded live album where the
only real difference between the studio recordings and the live ones is some
applause tacked on the end. While this album picks and chooses lives cuts from
various circumstances rather than chronicling one set, it works (The songs are
primarily culled from a set at the Coach House in San Juan Capistrano with a
few from a set at The Cannery in Nashville, one from the Arie Crown Theater in
Chicago and one from Austin City Limits). You get the crowd signing along to
“Illegal Smile,” which is just totally wonderful. You feel like you’re right
there, singing along with a room full of people who love that song just as much
as you. Prine’s pre-song banter is fantastic, but that is too be expected. The
way he carries himself is such a huge part of his song. He’s not quite
self-deprecating, but it feels like that. His commentary on the world at large,
from the story behind writing “The Oldest Baby in the World” with Donnie Fritts
to a really poignant bit about the Vietnam War Memorial that precedes “Sam
Stone,” which might well be the greatest anti-Vietnam song ever. The whole affair
feels more like hanging out with a really great dude rather than seeing a
concert. It feels like a communal thing. Like a we’re all in this together
thing. There’s something really beautiful about feeling connected to a room
full of people courtesy of a musician who’s pretty much just like you. I
usually start people off on Prime Prine
or the first disc of Great Days if
they’re keen to get into John Prine, but maybe this one is even better. You get
such a sense of who this guy is and where he is coming from, and the song
selection is pretty much impossible to beat.
"That's the Way That The World Goes 'Round"
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