Nutter Better





:: Goin' Skinny Dippin' ::

:: I Don't Care ::

:: Lord, I Love Mashed Potatoes ::

:: Rockin' Damn Roll ::

With a name like Mayf Nutter, it better be good. Well, it
ain't bad I guess. This album fits right in with the time in which it
was made. The mid 70s was when the country went nuts over CB radios
and the music that came with it, and a TV show about some country
bumpkins tearing up the backwoods in a gas guzzling muscle car, and we
were about to elect a president who fit right in as well. The country
craved simple, mindless fun instead of post-Watergate, lost innocence
reality.

Mayf was only too happy to oblige. By the time he made this record, he
had already been around for years, and his career was a varied as
anyone's in show biz. Besides his marginally successful singing
career, he was an actor, appearing on The Waltons, Bonanza, Charlie's
Angels and yes, The Dukes of Hazzard. He even narrated Disney films.

In music, he goes back to the early 60s. He fronted the New Christy
Minstrels and was lead guitarist for Del Shannon's band before getting
back to his country roots and becoming a staple of the Grand Ole Opry.
He also made some 50 appearances on Buck Owens' TV Ranch (which
pre-dated Hee Haw).

This album shows off some of his Nashville cred with musicians sitting
in like D.J. Fontana, Scotty Moore, Buddy Emmons and Joe Osborne.
Nutter self penned the tunes I've included here, and while he ain't no
Mozart, he gets the job done. Mostly though, Mayf just wants to return
to his West Virginia roots and have a good time, and take you along
with him. Anyone up for some skinny dippin'?


Mike
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Friday, July 13, 2007 8:42:00 PM

the 60s and 70s were infected with redneckiness..gosh, i hate rednecks, i reckon. ;p    



Saturday, July 28, 2007 10:41:00 PM

Believe it or not, I've met Mayf Nutter...He was one of a horde of minor celebrities at a golf tournament I was covering for a TV station in El Paso, Texas. Mayf was the kind of guy who can talk about himself for a very long time (in this case about a beer commercial he'd just shot).    



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