Take a trip to the Heart of Dixie with me.
I’ve been living with Greg “Freddy” Camalier’s 2013 documentary Muscle Shoals for over a year now, and I’m still coming to terms with it because it’s so close to home, literally and figuratively. Alabama is kind of a weird place. It’s beautiful: 90% of the state is undeveloped, rural land, and about 70% of that land is covered with trees. No matter where you are, even in the larger cities, you’re likely only a couple of miles from “the country.” Wildlife, mountains, and farmland is everywhere, but there’s a lot of progress and development going on, too. And yet, for all the natural beauty, the self-proclaimed “Heart of Dixie” has a pretty ugly past. It was a key state during the Civil War (the state capitol was also the first capital of the Confederacy), it was one of the most egregious offenders during the Civil Rights movement (Selma, anyone?), and it seems Alabamians have been on the wrong side of history more than they’ve been on the right side. Therefore, it’s surprising that a little town in Alabama is a pivotal location in the history of rock and roll. Or is it?
Muscle Shoals is a quiet, literally backwater town (population 13,000) in the northwest of the state, almost touching Tennessee in the north and Mississippi in the west. It sits on the banks of the Tennessee River, and this area and the land 100 miles in every direction around it is steeped in heritage music. This is where you find mile after mile of cotton fields and swampy deltas, massive plantations with wraparound porches, and dusty back roads that never end. We’re in the home of the blues. Elvis grew up about 80 miles from Muscle Shoals, Alabama, and Nashville, the country music capital, is just a little over two hours away, so I guess it only makes sense that this area would produce legendary rock n’ roll.
It was here (or more precisely, Sheffield, Alabama, about two miles away) that the “Muscle Shoals Sound” was born. Filmmaker Greg “Freddy” Camalier shines the light of his documentary on the men and women who recorded their music in these studios found—relatively speaking—in the middle of nowhere, yet reached the whole world. The main subject of the documentary is Rick Hall, the owner of FAME Studio; Hall grew up in the area, but left for Illinois as a teenager. Side note: there are so many connections between the south and Illinois that it’s not even funny. The blues were born in the south, but they were honed in Chicago. Illinois and the South are forever connected in several ways.
When Rick Hall finally found himself back in Alabama, he had seen success as a songwriter and a producer and soon found himself in possession of his own recording studio and a string of country music clients. However, it was with the popularity of soul music that Muscle Shoals Sound Studios really came into its own and began to solidify its reputation as a rock n’ roll Mecca. By the mid-sixties, artists like Otis Redding, Etta James, Aretha Franklin, and Wilson Pickett were recording their hits in Alabama. The documentary has interview footage with many of these artists on their experiences and captures how dubious most of them were going in. It didn’t help that all the session musicians (The Swampers) were white, so many of the recording artists had serious doubts about their ability to play soul music.
Similarly, the film touches on the racial tensions of the time (it was the height of the Civil Rights movement), and how the studio itself became a neutral place of mutual respect for all within it while the world outside the studio walls was becoming more and more dangerous and volatile. It took a lot of guts for someone to decide to leave the relative comfort of a progressive urban area like New York City and come to a very dangerous Alabama to record their new R&B hit. It’s amazing that so many did, and it’s also amazing that the songs themselves hold up as well as they do. You’d never know that Wilson Pickett’s “Mustang Sally” or The Staple Singers' “I’ll Take You There” was recorded with tensions outside the door, but maybe it was those tensions that gave those records a little more fire.
One of the most famous Beatles covers of all time, Wilson Pickett’s red-hot version of “Hey Jude,” was recorded in Muscle Shoals with Duane Allman on slide guitar. Pickett is my favorite interviewee in the documentary because he’s 1) funny, 2) crazy, and 3) completely uncensored. He’s one of many people featured that I had never paid particularly close attention to previously, but who I have become a fan of because of the film. It manages to put a face to many songs and musicians that have, until now, been faceless to me. That’s the strength of any good documentary, and it’s hard not to invest yourself when you witness genuine struggles and achievements as told by those who lived it.
The Rolling Stones came through here a few months ago on their current tour. A local artist hand-printed a t-shirt that said “Heart of Dixie” and gave it to one of the roadies for the band, hoping that Mick and Keith still hold a lot of affection for the American south and the musical inspiration that it gave them and the time they spent here. A few days later, pictures started popping up with Keith wearing that shirt at press events—a probable sign that the time he spent here still means something to him and has value, over forty years later.
Great piece and I could not agree more.ReplyDelete
It's interesting how Muscle Shoals seems to be largely unknown outside the music industry, because it is in the South perhaps? Personally I had heard of it but knew very little about it until I watched the documentary, which is criminal when you consider the music made there. All these incredibly famous songs take on an extra edge when you consider where they came from. I also discovered a whole bunch of new (to me) music as a result, which is never a bad thing.
For any UK people, it's on Netflix (not sure about US).
It's on Netflix in the USA as well, which I should have mentioned. Thanks, Scott!Delete
Great column! You really highlighted so much of what was awesome about this movie. Love your insight as a southerner.ReplyDelete
Heath, as a fellow southerner (though not from Alabama), I love how much you talk about stuff like this, because way too few people know about it. As soon as I saw the article, I was hoping you'd give a mention to the "Hey Jude" cover, because not only did it arguably start Southern Rock as a genre, but it's also just an amazing track. Another random note about the Stones, when they recently played in Atlanta, they had St. Paul and the Broken Bones as their opener, a modern soul band from Alabama.ReplyDelete
I haven't seen this documentary, but it's immediately going in my Amazon cart. If you're looking for something else with a similar love/regret attitude toward the South, I have two recommendations. First, the music of Drive-By Truckers, which I'm guessing you already know about. Second, the new comic book Southern Bastards, which you also probably know about but I just like to give them a shout when I can.
Can we start a petition for more good movies about the South where it's not just "white southerners are evil and dumb" as the primary theme?
Well howdy, Georgia Andy! Let me put down my iced tea and paper fan (it can get hot in these seersucker suits) so I can write this here reply! I'm all on board for more ANYTHING that depicts Southerners as progressive, independent thinkers who don't see color and who don't have confederate flags hanging from their porch. Obviously not everyone down here fits that description (there are, in fact, a fair number of confederate flags hanging from porches), but I'd love to see our neck of the woods portrayed more positively. As for Southern Bastards, that's a great comic. I actually had a letter printed in issue #2. YEAH, I'M KIND OF A BIG DEAL. Also, I'm totally going to have to check out St. Paul and the Broken Bones. Thanks for the solidarity, my southern brother! I'll see you at church on Sunday.Delete
I don't have that issue (jumped on late, bought the paperback) but I'm sure it begins, "My name is Heath, I'm 9 years old, and I LOVE your comic!"Delete
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