I Just Started Hatin’ Cheatin’ Songs Today is country legend Moe Bandy’s 1974 debut album. If you like your country with harmonies, pedal steel guitar, fiddles, and drinkin’, Moe is your feller. Check out “Honky Tonk Amnesia”:
Don’t that just make you want to toss your blue tick and your shotgun into your pickup, if only you could remember where you parked it?
Yeah, yeah, country music is easy to mock, but listen: If you really want to listen to roots music, put down your Bearded Hipsters ‘N’ Sons and pick up some Merle, Moe, Conway, Waylon and Willie and the boys. Look up “The Bakersfield Sound.” Check out Roy Clark tearing up “Malaguena,” and when you’re done with that, dig up some Jimmie Rodgers, Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys, Chet Atkins, and Bill Monroe.
And that goes double for you “country” fans. Carrie Underwood my ass—what’s wrong with you people? Drop the Taylor Swift and pick up some Miss Patsy.
Now let’s talk about that album cover: Gaudy colors, big old muttonchops, a butt ugly font, and what may be the best depiction of a country song ever. Seriously, why even listen to this album? Just listen to the cover. Is it Bad Album Cover Hall of Fame worthy? You tell me.
This is your standard dollar bin charity shop record, but to the right person it’s a ten dollar album. The real find is a single of the album’s title cut on the Footprint label. Only 500 were printed, so there’s your big bucks. Happy hunting.
Categories: From the Stacks, Music
That’s some of the real stuff. And judging by the cover, I’d say Moe REALLY hates those cheatin’ songs. Nice guy though. Met him and Joe Stampley after their show in Nashville during Fan Fair in ’85, I think it was. One of those Record Bar perks.