Part
of the charm of the country charts as one era eases into another is the
interplay of old and new, the lack of impetus to shake off something
tried-and-true as soon as something shiny and new comes along. This was even
truer back in the pre-‘90s days when the industry seemed to embrace its primary
role as the soundtrack to adult middle-American life, uninterested in making a
big play for kids and trend-hoppers but up for appropriating the sort of
light-rock and easy-listening that might draw full-grown listeners away from
the country side of the dial. But at the same time there’d be reassuring room
for the sounds and artists that had roped in the last generation or two of
fans. Maybe it sounded jarring at the time to hear Willie Nelson or George
Jones back-to-back with Ronnie Milsap or Eddie Rabbitt, but to the business it
probably calculated as a better gambit than ditching the former or rejecting
the latter.
Alabama
bridged ’81 into ’82 with the run of “Love in the First Degree,” and also
bridged a downhome image with some pop-smart songcraft about as well as anyone
could. They ceded to the perpetually-underrated Gene Watson, a native Texan
who’d been kicking around the charts for most of a decade by then and finally
scored with “Fourteen Carat Mind,” a bitingly rueful tale of a low-stakes
golddigger leaving a trail of heartbroke (and just broke-broke) rednecks in her
wake. It was hardcore, hot-pickin’ country but immediately gave way to Ronnie
Milsap’s typically florid and state-of-the-art “I Wouldn’t Have Missed it for
the World.” Not a bad tune, but if cultural anthropologists 100 years from now
are trying to figure out what exactly made country songs “country,” this is one
they’re going to have a tough time with.
While
they’re at it they might wanna just skip Conway Twitty’s “Red Neckin’ Love
Makin’ Night.” Twitty’s longstanding gift for bringing dignity to the cheesiest
and horndoggiest of sentiments finally failed him on a pandering Jerry Lee
Lewis knockoff with traces of disco detritus and unbecoming self-name-dropping.
Juice Newton, a willowy beauty who’d been knocking around the music industry
for over a decade, finally struck emotive gold with “The Sweetest Thing (I’ve
Ever Known).” Like most of her material, it was more earthy pop than country,
but it was also more than close enough. Mickey Gilley’s languid country-pop
blend on “Lonely Nights” continued his low-key hot streak, and as per usual
with him it was nice to hear a song he could make all his own instead of trying
to borrow a classic.
Eddie
Rabbitt’s “Someone Could Lose a Heart Tonight” continued his streak of sounding
sort of like country music’s answer to Eddie Money or Billy Squier, with plenty
of big-hook competence but not a ton of resonance. TG Sheppard continued to
split the difference between macho and romantic on the catchy-but-slight “Only
One You.” Don Williams scored his 12th #1 with “Lord I Hope This Day
is Good,” another master class in letting stronger emotions slip in around the
edges of stoic warmth; music biz lifer Ed Bruce wouldn’t have as storied of a
career, but “You’re the Best Break This Old Heart Ever Had” pulled off a
similar trick nicely.
And
then things got really, really good for a week with Rosanne Cash and “Blue Moon
With Heartache.” A shimmery, heartbroken, self-recriminating meditation on a
love gone sour, it blended pretty much everything that was good about the day’s
contemporary pop and country sounds into something sublime. Just perusing the
list I thought I didn’t know this one, but yeah I probably heard it several
dozen times as a kid and I hope I hear it several dozen more at least. I guess
I just thought it was called “What Would I Give” or “Go Away” or some other
line from the chorus. Her music would eventually get even more adventurous and
introspective (mainstream gatekeepers said things like “pretentious,” but to
hell with ‘em) but in the moment, nobody on the country charts was splitting
the difference between conventional beauty and forward-thinking smarts better
than Ms. Cash.
The
already-legendary Charley Pride went back to the VSC (variety show country)
well with “Mountain of Love,” but it’s a tuneful, smartly-written blast so it
kind of transcends the mini-genre I sort of made up. “She Left Love All Over
Me” was another hit of suggestive country soul from Razzy Bailey, his last ride
to the top of the charts before a steep drop to the lower reaches for the rest
of the decade. The Oak Ridge Boys, meanwhile, were only hitting their stride,
although the cheesy retro-bop of “Bobbie Sue” doesn’t sound like the sort of
thing that would sustain a dominant run. What with the lines about the titular
neighbor girl just turning 18, it sounds more like the sort of thing that’d put
a bunch of middle-aged harmonizers on a watchlist.
Merle
Haggard was already living up to his name to some extent by 1982 (and to be
fair, probably by 1962 also) but he sounded both sly and ornery on “Big City,”
a swinging declaration of get-off-the-grid independence that resonates a little
more with every traffic jam or social media trend the modern age hands us.
Conway Twitty was playing to his strengths again, digging in deep on the
masculine pathos with a nice side of kind-of-incongruous circus imagery on “The
Clown.” Not every hit was a home run, but for the most part guys like Hag and
Conway (and Willie, Jones, Dolly, Pride etc.) were easing into elder-statesman
status without losing their relevance. And while Nashville’s apparent lack of
ageism at the time was noble enough, it seems like maybe this was around the
time that it occurred to some record execs that they could probably sell more
records to young folks if they had some younger folks making at least some of
the records.
Unlike
some of the other relative youngsters that had topped the charts in the last
decade – your Alabamas, your Eddie Rabbitts, etc. – the next round was going to
lean heavily towards more traditional sounds instead of pushing the pop-rock
envelope. I don’t know if this was to course-correct, or to appease the old-schoolers
who were starting to sour on the lite-rock stuff, or to catch some sort of
youthful zeitgeist yearning for slipping-away authenticity. But either way it
spelled out a big push for folks like George Strait, John Anderson, and the
next #1: Ricky Skaggs, with “Crying My Heart Out Over You.” A youthful Ned
Flanders type with a sweet, clear tenor twang and a growing mastery of any
stringed instrument you put in front of him, Skaggs brought some serious
bluegrass chops but wasn’t too much of a purist to match it up with some
radio-friendly sheen and percussion. He’d get a touch hokey sometimes, but his
best stuff was (and is) a breath of virtuosic fresh air.
Alabama
more or less revisited their breakthrough “Tennessee River” with the
very-similar jam “Mountain Music,” a high-volume hoedown after a few successful
pop-rock forays. Then it was outlaw time again, although by now Willie Nelson
had realized it was pretty outlaw to just drop the damn outlaw posturing and
sing something as tender and soaring as “Always On My Mind.” Transcending some
of the cheesy pop production touches with his heavy wonder of a voice,
inimitable phrasing, and distinctive Spanish-tinged guitar, it was one for the
ages; a mature love song tinged with self-reproach and a plea for forgiveness.
The only sort of thing that was worthy of following this up was Willie himself,
guesting with Waylon Jennings on the latter’s hard-driving,
more-conventionally-outlaw “Just to Satisfy You.”
Up
next was the only 1982 #1 I don’t remember from my childhood: TG Sheppard with
“Finally.” Fair enough, because it’s not memorable. Sheppard’s a good singer
but the song’s got one of those melodies that’s both kind of challenging and
really not worth it. Slow and anemic, it mercifully slid right back out of #1
and let the Bellamy Brothers take over with their usual blend of breezy and
lustful on “For All the Wrong Reasons.” Again: these guys were excellent at
being pretty damn direct without coming across like a couple of creeps. But
maybe not as good at it as Conway Twitty: who the hell could be? Any mojo he
lost early in the year with that dumb “Red Neckin’…” song came barreling back
on his cover of the Pointer Sisters then-recent soul hit “Slow Hand.” Leaning
mostly on his gritty low end like a carefully-permed Barry White, Twitty scored
himself another late-career signature song.
There’d
be plenty more dabbling in the light-R&B pop-crossover end of the pool,
with Ronnie Milsap’s tuneful but slight “Any Day Now,” Barbara Mandrell’s
twinkly “Till You’re Gone,” and Alabama’s catchy come-on “Take Me Down.” Not
terribly similar songs, but they collectively stood in contrast to something
like Ricky Skaggs’ sweetly loping, fiddle-laced “I Don’t Care.” It was a bit
saccharine, but the harmonies and instrumentation were digging for something
timeless. Hank Williams Jr., a decidedly ornerier champion of country
tradition, ripped through a cover of his famous dad’s “Honky Tonkin’” for
another ride to the top of the charts. Albeit less audaciously than Hank, David
Frizzell was leaning on a legendary family name as well (his uncle Lefty, if
you’re just joining us); with “I’m Gonna Hire a Wino (To Decorate Our Home)” he
was neither a retro throwback or a pop carpetbagger, just a talented vocalist
delivering an amusing story to a catchy tune about overaccommodating a barfly
husband. The song’s writer, Dewayne Blackwell, would eventually strike even
bigger common-touch gold with “Friends in Low Places.”
Up
next was one of the great cheesy guilty-pleasure country-pop earworms, the mononymous
Sylvia’s “Nobody.” You know, the same Nobody that called today, hung up when I
asked her name, etc. Her late-song resolve to win back her straying partner by
getting better at sex (at least that’s what I got out of it) is pretty
inspiring too. But maybe not as inspiring as the now-legendary George Strait
scoring his first #1 with “Fool Hearted Memory.” It was his fourth major-label
single after a couple runs at the top ten. It’s a smartly-written,
emotionally-rich ball of fiddle-and-steel heartache from back when the still-young
troubadour had a bit of youthful yelp to his voice. I don’t know if it was clear
at the time just how grand of a run was kicking off here, but in retrospect how
could it not have been obvious? Strait was smart but accessible, handsome but
not in some off-putting pretty boy sense, visibly young but audibly steeped in
country tradition. If everyone in Nashville interested in selling records
didn’t see gold, they weren’t looking especially close.
Kenny
Rogers was still as good a gamble as anyone, and the earthy but sophisticated
country-pop of “Love Will Turn You Around” was one of his best. Jerry Reed
stuck with the hot-pickin’ comedy approach to country music and scored with the
lighter-side-of-divorce anthem “She Got the Goldmine (I Got the Shaft).”
Michael Martin Murphey wasn’t necessarily a fresh new face if you’d been hip to
the Texas-based “Cosmic Cowboy” scene where he was among the ringleaders, and
even if you’d missed that then his crossover 1975 lost-horse epic “Wildfire” barely
missed the #1 all-music Billboard spot (and topped the adult-contemporary
charts) in an era where dreamy singer-songwriter stuff was all the (quiet,
laid-back) rage. So he already had a solid reputation as an adventurous,
genre-bending singer-songwriter but appears to have decided to dial it down for
something a bit more mainstream; fair enough because “What’s Forever For” is
lovely, and so were several of his other successive singles. He'd only hit #1
once more, but perhaps Top 40 country was always meant to just be a stop along
the way. As that leg of his career wound
down, he’d commit to traditional cowboy balladry and eventually bluegrass,
serving a smaller audience but hopefully with a nice chunk of Nashville money
in the bank.
Mickey
Gilley was still on an undeniably durable but oddly non-iconic roll, with the
big-sweep country-pop of “Put Your Dreams Away” giving him another gold record
to hang on the wall of his namesake nightclub. Then things got considerably
more iconic, damn near a country-legend singularity with Merle Haggard and
George Jones teaming up to cover Willie Nelson’s “Yesterday’s Wine,” which you
kind of wish was co-written by Waylon Jennings just to bring things
full-circle. It’s a warm, wise and timeless tune, not really missing anything
in the stripped-down Willie original but it certainly lent itself well to a
grizzled, steel-drenched duet. Perhaps emboldened by the success of the Outlaws
compilation a few years prior, “buddy albums” were a bit of a country-music
phenomenon as the ‘70s eased into the ‘80s. Various combinations of Willie,
Waylon, George, Merle, Cash, Price, Paycheck etc. would team up and burn
through a few numbers (in more ways than one, probably) and once in awhile
notch a memorable hit. Most of it’s not as essential as their prime solo work,
but still it’s kind of cool that these grown-up play dates were captured when
everyone was at or near the height of their powers.
It's
hard to get mad at a legend for leaning on their legend, and Dolly Parton
certainly qualified when she remade her own “I Will Always Love You” for the
soundtrack of Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, memorably starring Dolly
herself alongside Burt Reynolds, Dom DeLuise and the least-convincing college
football team to ever sing in the shower. The B-Side, “Do I Ever Cross Your
Mind,” got some play as well. It may not be as heart-melting as the A-side but
it’s smart, tuneful, and only slightly derailed by whoever’s grunting out the
bass harmonies a little too high in the mix like a death-metal Lee Hazelwood.
Ronnie Milsap wasn’t covering himself yet but “He Got You” was pretty
interchangeable with his other recent hits, all yacht-rock grooves and sax
solos that sound about as country as a Prius. Alabama’s “Close Enough to
Perfect” had some pop sheen to it too but was grounded by relatably specific
lyrics and warm harmonies. Charley Pride was staying in his ’80s wheelhouse of
big-production VSC but managed to keep the cheese level manageable; with
“You’re So Good When You’re Bad,” he was finally comfortable dialing things up
from “warmth” to some actual heat. Faithful domestic heat, sure, but at least
things had maybe progressed to the point where a black man singing about sex
wasn’t considered too scary for radio.
Ricky
Skaggs sure as hell wasn’t gonna scare anybody; on a cover of Texas legend Guy
Clark’s “Heartbroke” he sanded down the “pride is a bitch” line to keep things
radio-friendly, and honestly it’s worth it to have something this intricately
wordy and mature in the pantheon of #1s. I doubt the songwriter intended it as
a bluegrass-pickin’ showcase but it lent itself well to it. It was a lot
classier than TG Sheppard’s “War is Hell (On the Homefront Too),” a story song
that’s almost “Coward of the County”-level WTF in its detailed depiction of a
1942 teenage kid hastily recruited by the love-starved wife of a deployed
soldier for a little afternoon delight. There were still a lot of WWII vets
alive and well in 1982 and I wonder if any of them called up their local
country station and told them to knock this shit off. Not enough to keep it
from going to #1 I guess.
Janie
Fricke scored one of her better hits with “It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Easy,” a
damaged-goods lament that she threw herself into with her usual heartfelt
gusto. Maybe this is a good time to talk about Fricke, which people otherwise
don’t really do all that often. She was a good-looking lady but not overly
glamorous; she looked kind of like your mom’s friend from work who just
happened to score a record deal. She’d broken through by doing supporting
vocals on Johnny Duncan hits but soon leveled up to working with the likes of
Charlie Rich, Merle Haggard, and even Ray Charles. A bit like John Conlee over
on the male side, she had a knack for inhabiting songs of working-class despair
and self-doubt. Her best song, “You Don’t Know Love,” didn’t hit #1 but seven
others did. She was no lightweight but, unlike some of her storied
collaborators, has gotten a bit lost to history.
Eddie
Rabbitt and Crystal Gayle have been too, to some extent, but “You and I” was
just the sort of genreless crossover bid that made them fairly big stars in
their day. Also cracking the Top 10 on the Adult Contemporary and Hot 100
charts, I guess it’s pretty perfect as a soap opera wedding ballad if that’s
what you’re in to. “Redneck Girl” by the Bellamy Brothers was way more fun,
fulfilling their usual knack for sounding like they’re totally checking out the
honeys but managing not to be leering creeps about it. “Somewhere Between Right
and Wrong” was another win for Earl Thomas Conley, who unlike some of his
contemporaries wrote most of his own material; catchy but with plenty of
lyrical meat on the bone, and a cool synthesizer-I-think riff to spice it up,
it was an early triumph for a guy who’d be one of the biggest success stories
of ‘80s country music whether he’s remembered that way or not. Florida
honky-tonker John Anderson, who’d had a couple runs at the Top 10 by this time,
closed out the year with the even stronger “Wild and Blue.” A brisk 6/8 lament
shot through with wailing Cajun fiddles, his first #1 put him on the list
alongside George Strait, Ricky Skaggs, and Hank Jr. as relatively young bucks
giving the business a tradition-minded shot in the arm without a ton of overlap
in their approaches. You’d see it again around 1989, about the time Mr.
Anderson was gearing up for a well-deserved comeback.
THE
TREND?
Maybe more so than usual, the list of 1982 #1s looks like an ongoing tug-of-war between the forces of stoic tradition and crossover ambition, occasionally within the same song. And ironically, much of the former was being driven by new-to-the-table youngsters while the country chart veterans (even the rustic likes of Willie Nelson) dabbled in adult-contempo hybrids. In the right hands, either approach can come up gold, but to these tastes the old-school approach has a far better batting average. Six-year-old me probably would agree … I don’t remember if my folks let me change the radio station every time “You and I” came on, but I do vaguely recall wanting to. At any rate, the mix of already-legends and talented upstarts was as good in 1982 as anyone could hope, to the point where you wish that approach would’ve survived a few decades more.
THE RANKING
- Blue Moon With Heartache – Rosanne Cash
- Always On My Mind – Willie Nelson
- I Will Always Love You/Do I Ever Cross Your Mind – Dolly Parton
- Fourteen Carat Mind – Gene Watson
- Wild and Blue – John Anderson
- Fool Hearted Memory – George Strait
- Lord I Hope This Day is Good – Don Williams
- Yesterday’s Wine – Merle Haggard and George Jones
- Big City – Merle Haggard
- Just to Satisfy You – Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson
- Heartbroke – Ricky Skaggs
- The Sweetest Thing (I’ve Ever Known) – Juice Newton
- The Clown – Conway Twitty
- For All the Wrong Reasons – The Bellamy Brothers
- Love Will Turn You Around – Kenny Rogers
- Somewhere Between Right and Wrong – Earl Thomas Conley
- Nobody - Sylvia
- Slow Hand – Conway Twitty
- I’m Gonna Hire a Wino to Decorate Our Home – David Frizzell
- She Got the Goldmine (I Got the Shaft) – Jerry Reed
- What’s Forever For – Michael Martin Murphey
- Close Enough to Perfect - Alabama
- Mountain Music – Alabama
- Honky Tonkin’ – Hank Williams Jr.
- It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Easy – Janie Fricke
- Mountain of Love – Charley Pride
- Crying My Heart Out Over You – Ricky Skaggs
- Lonely Nights – Mickey Gilley
- Any Day Now – Ronnie Milsap
- Take Me Down – Alabama
- You’re So Good When You’re Bad – Charley Pride
- Redneck Girl – The Bellamy Brothers
- I Wouldn’t Have Missed it For the World – Ronnie Milsap
- You’re the Best Break This Old Heart Ever Had – Ed Bruce
- She Left Love All Over Me – Razzy Bailey
- He Got You – Ronnie Milsap
- I Don’t Care – Ricky Skaggs
- Put Your Dreams Away – Mickey Gilley
- Only One You – TG Sheppard
- Don’t Worry ‘Bout Me Baby – Janie Fricke
- Till You’re Gone – Barbara Mandrell
- Red Neckin’ Love Makin’ Night – Conway Twitty
- Someone Could Lose a Heart Tonight – Eddie Rabbitt
- Bobbie Sue – The Oak Ridge Boys
- You and I – Eddie Rabbitt with Crystal Gayle
- War is Hell (On the Homefront Too) – TG Sheppard
- Finally – TG Sheppard
DOWN THE ROAD ...
Catching on to a larger (if still largely regional) audience circa the mid-'90s, folk singer Robert Earl Keen probably did as much as anyone to keep the Texas singer-songwriter tradition of Guy Clark, Townes Van Zandt, Jerry Jeff Walker etc. going into the next generation. Him catching on with rowdy college-aged crowds getting sick of the encroaching blandness of then-modern mainstream country was as big of a gamechanger as the Texas music scene had seen since the "outlaw" heyday a couple decades prior. Dozens if not hundreds of songwriters and bands of varying notoriety would pop up in the wake of his influence. However heralded Keen was as a writer, though, he wasn't shy about dipping into covers both obscure and otherwise, including a whole double album of bluegrass material with 2015's Happy Prisoner. If you sprung for the deluxe edition, you got his hard-charging take on fellow Texan Gene Watson's only #1 hit, which sounds like it was meant to be bluegrass all along.
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