and her blacks crackle and drag

The first time i heard Paul Westerberg‘s “Crackle and Drag” (this is a link to the MP3 that’s from the Guthrie show of which i speak) I was sitting by myself in the Guthrie Theater wondering if he was ever gonna play “I Will Dare.”

You can tell just by listening to the MP3 that that audience was floored by the song. one, it was new, none of us had ever heard it before and two, it’s a fucking amazing song. it’s easily in the top three of my all-time favorite solo Westerberg songs.

i’m not sure at what point i realized the song was about Sylvia Plath, I knew it before the song was over. I think it might have been around the time he mentions her sleeping on the oven door. i know i didn’t recognize the title line from Sylvia’s poem. but the song just wrecked me from the very first time i heard it. I became a little obsessed, searching endlessly for the song on the Internet (later Paul would release two versions of the song on “Come Feel Me Tremble”).

i can say with pretty much no reservation that this is one of paul’s most poetic songs. he’s the king of wordplay (can you stand me on my feet, anyone?), but this song is different because it’s filled with concrete imagery and these images he sings about are just beautiful in their stark exactness.

you could never fix her with a cold stare, she’s all broken inside
she made a good go for a weeping willow
her hair was dirty and she was 30
she stuffed some rags on the floor
(this is my favorite one, it just slays me that she wanted to make sure her kids were gonna be okay)
she made a pillow on the oven door
now their zipping her up in a bag, can you hear her blacks crackle and drag

for some reason my insides, probably because i’ve been in a bit of a funk, have been seeking this song out. i have eight different versions of it on Kathleen Turner Overdrive, but I keep soming back to that Guthrie version. and still, after all this time it gives me goosebumps.

tonight, my friend woldogg, clipped out a bit of Paul singing Crackle & Drag from a show in Kentucky circa 2004. you should watch it, see if he doesn’t give you the goosebumps. if he doesn’t, well then you might be dead.

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3 Comments

  1. kelly 11.Apr.06 at 11:56 pm

    big BIG fan. Huge.

    And ten is an odd number because I’m an English teacher and it’s okay for me not to talk numbers correctly 🙂

  2. jodi 11.Apr.06 at 11:58 pm

    so on the planet Englishteacher, 10 is an odd number. is that what you’re telling us?

  3. Placemat 12.Apr.06 at 8:49 am

    My favorite version is either from the CFMT DVD or the Boston Virgin in-store boot from a few years ago.

    & I ment to mention this awhile ago: Whiskeytown, Hipshake. Yet another tune about shakin’ hips for you.

    I can send you an MP3 if y’ like. Just give me a day or two to dig it up.