The Story Behind, “Blue Suede Shoes”

The Story Behind, “Blue Suede Shoes”

Sam Phillips encouraged his artists to record songs for which Sun Records, under the auspices of Hill & Range Publishing, held the rights … because it meant a double payment to the organization (once for the record and once to use the song). This is an outstanding brief history of one such example.

Old time rock and roll

In 1955, up and coming musician Johnny Cash pitched a song idea to friend and fellow newcomer, Carl Perkins. Perkins, who had made some what of a name for himself in the country western genre, was due for a hit and aspiring to exude a more rockabilly sound. Cash divulged a tale from his Air Force days, about a comrade named C.V. Write. Write was an energetic man that once told Cash while getting dressed for a three-day pass, that his black shoes were actually blue suede. He would exclaim, ‘Man! Don’t step on my blue suede shoes; I’m goin’ out tonight.’

Unsure of the subject matter and claiming, “I don’t know nothin’ about them shoes,” Perkins did not head straight to the studio with a fresh, inspired tune. Instead, it took a second encounter with fate for Perkins to realize his blue suede fortune. Perkins found himself a short time later…

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Sample Saturday, “The Rock Star in the Mirror” … plus a bonus track

Today just seemed like the right day to re-blog this previous iteration of “Sample Saturday.” Enjoy!

Sharon E. Cathcart

Today’s sample is from my 2012 award-nominated novella, The Rock Star in the Mirror (Or, How David Bowie Ruined My Life), which is also available as an audiobook narrated by Matt Haynes.  I’ve included a bonus track at the end.  Enjoy!

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Every month, Lynnie drives her rattletrap Ford Maverick up to Portland. She uses her tip money from George’s Place, supplemented by part of what Mom pays her, to get the coolest vintage clothes she can find. She has some guy up on Glisan, in the Alphabet District, who does her hair.

“No way I’m going to the Cut-n-Curl,” she says, which I can totally understand. Most of the women who work there look like they got their beautician’s license during the Johnson administration, and they do hair accordingly. Since most of the year-round population of Rockaway is of a similar vintage, they do a booming business.

On this…

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