SLIM DUSTY AUSTRALIAN DISASTER 78 A PUB WITH NO BEER UK COLUMBIA DB 4212 V+

Description: CLASSIC AUSTRALIAN SOB STORY A PUB WITH NO BEER b/w ONCE WHEN I WAS MUSTERING GREAT STUFF!! Slim Dusty was the most prolific and biggest-selling recording artist in Australia, with more than five million of his recordings sold on the domestic market of 20 million people and a status akin to the all-time greats in country music. In 2000, the 73-year-old Australian music legend released his 100th album. He was born David Gordon Kirpatrick in Kempsey, NSW, Australia, and spent most of his younger days at a dairy farm. The first major influence on his career in music was his father, who liked to vocalize to the accompaniment of his fiddle playing when Kirpatrick was still a toddler. The event that changed his life forever took place when he was ten and heard an aborigine sing a song called "The Drunkard's Child." He was so fascinated, that same year he wrote his first song, "The Way the Cowboy Died." At age 11, he decided to rename himself Slim Dusty. In 1942, as a "seasoned performer" of 15, Slim talked his way into the studios of the local radio station, and at his own expense recorded two songs: "Song for the Aussies" and "My Final Song." He became a regular performer and in 1945 wrote his first classic, "When the Rain Tumbles Down in July." In November 1946, the singer hit the big smoke and in a Sydney studio recorded the six tracks which would be released as his first three 78 rpm singles, starting with "When the Rain Tumbles Down in July." By now, he had a part-time career in show business as an intermittent radio performer playing in music halls and tent shows. In 1952, he married country performer and songwriter Joy McKean. By April 1957, Slim Dusty already had a recording career of ten-plus years behind him when he was scheduled to record four more songs, but only three had been chosen. At the time, Slim was traveling with Gordon Parsons, who was singing a song he'd written based on a poem by Dan Shean. Needing that extra song, Slim asked Parsons if he could record his song, thinking it would make a good B-side for a song called "Saddle Boy." Parsons had no problem with that as to him, "A Pub With No Beer" was just a novelty song. Months later, while Slim was working in outback Queensland, he was told that the B-side of his latest single had made the pop charts in Brisbane, and as the months rolled on "A Pub With No Beer" became the first-ever Australian-made single to reach the national number one spot. The record went on to reach number three in England, and also sold well in the U.S. For a long time, it was the biggest selling single in Australian music history. From then on, the Slim Dusty career was assured. Unmistakable in his workman's hat with the turned down brim, Slim was the kind of country music performer America lamented having lost. He was someone who, throughout his 100-album career, sang songs about the Australian landscape and the people who occupy it, someone who toured the length and breadth of the land. The cream of Australian songwriters lined up to offer him songs. Over the years, Slim won every accolade possible, from Tamworth Music Awards Golden Guitars to his Member of the British Empire medal. Slim's long journey came to an end in Sydney on September 19, 2003, the victim of kidney cancer. His importance to the Australian music landscape was immense. Just one example of his homeland's pride came in September 2000, when he was one of the Australian performers featured in the closing ceremony of the Sydney Olympic Games. Slim was given the job of singing Australia's unofficial national anthem, "Waltzin' Matilda." No one else would have been as appropriate.. Oh it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and allBy the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes callBut there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drearThan to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer Now the publican's anxious for the quota to comeAnd there's a far away look on the face of the bumThe maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queerOh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throatHe breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coatBut the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneerAs the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and fliesHe throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyesBut when he is told, he says what's this I hearI've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer Now there's a dog on the v'randa, for his master he waitsBut the boss is inside drinking wine with his matesHe hurries for cover and he cringes in fearIt's no place for a dog 'round a pub with no beer And old Billy the blacksmith, the first time in his lifeWhy he's gone home cold sober to his darling wifeHe walks in the kitchen, she says you're early Bill dearBut then he breaks down and tells her the pub's got no beer Oh it's hard to believe that there's customers stillBut the money's still tinkling in the old ancient tillThe wine buffs are happy and I know they're sincereWhen they say they don't care if the pub's got no beer So it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and allBy the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call DISC DETAILSUK COLUMBIA DB 4212 10" 78rpm SHELLAC (A SIDE: A PUB WITH NO BEERB SIDE: ONCE WHEN I WAS A MUSTERING CONDITION:- V+/E- light surface scratches but plays GREAT LABELS MAY DIFFER SLIGHTLY FROM STOCK PHOTO DON'T MISS OUT BUY NOW!

Price: 12 GBP

Location: Cambridge

End Time: 2024-09-10T08:21:46.000Z

Shipping Cost: 31.97 GBP