<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Jam Logs, the Podcast of The 1937 Flood</title><description>Freebies from The 1937 Flood, West Virginia's Most Eclectic String Band! The Flood, the Original Old Boy Band, has been around since the 1970s playing their own brand of mountain music, from blues and jugband to swing and traditional folk. 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The Flood, the Original Old Boy Band, has been around since the 1970s playing their own brand of mountain music, from blues and jugband to swing and traditional folk. These podcasts feature Flood Freebies, recordings captured on the fly, as it were, at the guys' weekly jam sessions in Huntington, WV</itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle>Freebies from The 1937 Flood</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Music"/><itunes:author>The 1937 Flood</itunes:author><itunes:owner><itunes:email>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com</itunes:email><itunes:name>The 1937 Flood</itunes:name></itunes:owner><item><title>"Murder of Mountains"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/07/murder-of-mountains.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2026 03:04:44 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-4803432098881433238</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The late Dave Peyton inspired Charlie Bowen to write this song. Railing against the relentless ravaging of our state, he’d say, “Sometimes I think the worst thing that ever happened to West Virginia was when somebody discovered coal.” And what bothered him almost as much was the paralyzing grief felt by generations of Mountain State natives, a communal sorrow for not being able to stop the rape of our home.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Don't Think Twice, It's All Right"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/07/dont-think-twice-its-all-right.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2026 05:38:18 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-3740906391009305819</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;An old friend, Jim Strother, once said, “Remember back when you’d see a fella ramblin’ along carrying a guitar case, and he’d have his coat collar turned up against the wind and a cap pulled down over his eyes. With just one look you knew everything you needed to know about that guy.” And the soundtrack in your head when you saw that was always an early Bob Dylan tune, like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Yellow Dog Blues"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/07/yellow-dog-blues.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2026 06:22:06 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-8275599946088248162</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;There’s nothing like a good old train song to capture the crossroads in a man or a woman’s life. Here’s one of the best in our repertoire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"This Land Is Your Land"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/07/this-land-is-your-land.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 3 Jul 2026 05:53:12 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-7380034698566163731</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We’re celebrating America’s 250th birthday with Woody Guthrie’s best-loved tune, a song that many of us think ought to be the national anthem. And we’re happy to be joined on this week’s podcast by Cap’n John Ace, who rambled into the band room from Alexandria, Va., by way of Florida with Floodster Emeritus Dave “Bub” Ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Good Time Charlie's Got the Blues</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/06/good-time-charlies-got-blues.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2026 06:20:02 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-3499792107426529515</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;When the room needs a respite from the band’s frequent fare of loud and raucous tunes, Randy Hamilton and Danny Cox always have just what the doctor ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Brown's Ferry Blues"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/06/browns-ferry-blues.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2026 06:41:19 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-5698534565326703521</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Dave Peyton, Roger Samples and Charlie Bowen used to play this tune back in the ‘70s, but it’s only recently come back into the Floodipshere. Here’s the 1933 signature tune of The Delmore Brothers, featuring Danny Cox’s guitar and Jack Nuckols’ fiddle.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"I Am a Pilgrim"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/06/i-am-pilgrim.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2026 04:50:38 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-3837345778569169116</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Flood brother Danny Cox and his sweet wife Tami are on vacation this week, but before they hit to the road, we had to give Dan a good Flood set-off. Here’s a little traveling music, the last tune of the evening’s rehearsal.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Opus One"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/06/opus-one.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 5 Jun 2026 06:50:16 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-701425060097509329</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We’ve said it before. We’ll say it again. Much of the music made at our weekly rehearsals is conversations that aren’t burdened with so many words. This particular conversation is saying, “Damn, man, it’s good to see y’all again!”&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Tear It Down"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/05/tear-it-down.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2026 06:26:33 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-3620924539030842547</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;A lot of the hokum tunes that The Flood has always loved were born far to the south of us, in place like Memphis and New Orleans. So it’s always a treat to find a song that grew a little closer to home. This tune traces back to a youngster named Bob Coleman — Kid Cole, they called him — from the west side of Cincinnati. It was 98 years ago this very month that Bob recorded it in Chicago.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Just a Closer Walk with Thee"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/05/just-closer-walk-with-thee.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2026 04:53:35 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-329958204194940493</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since it’s Memorial Day weekend, we wanted to offer something appropriate in this week’s podcast. Of course, in the Floodisphere, our spiritual inclinations generally lean more to a rambunctious New Orleans jazz funeral than to a little church in the wildwood. So, here’s jubilant little hymn from your friends in The Flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Jamaica Say You Will"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/05/jamaica-say-you-will.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2026 06:22:31 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-662527329953905172</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Flood band room is usually a rather raucous place —rocking tunes, loud talk, lots of laughter — but often that mood can turn on a dime to something softer, even almost fragile, like this old Jackson Browne song for years &lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"(Sittin' Back) Lovin' You"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/05/sittin-back-lovin-you.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 8 May 2026 05:37:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-5841774886341121785</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;This great late-‘60s Lovin’ Spoonful tune is the perfect opportunity to answer listeners’ requests for another little sample from Danny Cox’s recent band room reunion with his old buddy Bobby Murnahan. Lend an ear to Dan and Bob trading choruses at the end of this take on “(Sittin’ Back) Lovin’ You.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>Deep Ellum Blues</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/05/deep-ellum-blues.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 1 May 2026 04:54:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-6661109991499437192</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We knew the band room was going to rock as soon as we saw our Danny Cox was bringing along his life-long buddy, guitarist Bobby Murnahan, who was visiting from Colorado. Just listen to Bobby and Danny trading choruses as we all ride this great old Texas blues at last week’s rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"One Red Rose"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/04/one-red-rose.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2026 06:29:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-6036040585319050596</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;A half dozen years after his death at beginning of the horrid Covid pandemic, songwriter John Prine is still very much on our minds. Here’s one of The Flood’s favorite John Prine songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Come All Ye Fair and Tender Maidens"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/04/come-all-ye-fair-and-tender-maidens.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2026 07:05:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-7746999830645780482</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our rendering of this ancient bittersweet song of love and loss dates back more than 45 years now, but each times we play it, it seems as new and fresh as a summer evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Ready for the Times to Get Better"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/04/ready-for-times-to-get-better.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2026 06:38:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-8600224696285897888</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last month one of our heroes — guitarist Tommy Emmanuel — released a special rendition of this song in honor of another of our heroes — Doc Watson — and hearing Tommy’s playing of it has impacted our take on the tune. Here’s our latest version of “Ready for the Times to Get Better.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>Lovin' You Would Be So Good for Me"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/04/lovin-you-would-be-so-good-for-me.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 3 Apr 2026 06:39:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-7383833892813008542</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Flood started playing around with hokum music — those good old jug band tunes from the 1920s — about a half century ago, but it took another 20 years for us to feel confident enough to try to write one of those kind of songs ourselves. Charlie started putting this tune together back in the early 1990s, but then it took another 30 years for us to feel like we could play it. The song didn’t really start coming together until Jack Nuckols joined the band. Who knew that the spark we were waiting for was Jack’s spectacular spoon playing to finally reach that jug band junction? See what you think.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"The Answer is You"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/03/the-answer-is-you.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2026 06:33:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-2169463262280651545</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Most love songs are about young love, and that’s special, but it’s nothing compared to love that has aged like fine wine. Here’s a song to all those champion life-long lovers out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"July, You're a Woman"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/03/july-youre-woman.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2026 05:12:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-2125226768611310321</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;This old John Stewart composition came to us in the very first hours of The Flood’s origin story. And now, a half century later, darned if it hasn’t rolled back into our lives.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Make Me a Pallet on Your Floor"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/03/make-me-pallet-on-your-floor.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 06:21:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-696506933765329047</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We do a version of this song that most people don’t sing. We got our inspiration from an old Folkways album that Rolf Cahn and Eric von Schmidt recorded back in 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Alberta, Let Your Hair Hang Low"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/03/alberta-let-your-hair-hang-low.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 6 Mar 2026 06:48:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-3616962335045897223</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here’s a song that we likely wouldn’t even know about were it not for the diligence and the curiosity of a researcher who was far from an ordinary young woman of her time. Born in 1892 to a prominent family in Paducah, Ky, Mary Guthrie Wheeler was destined from the start for adventure. Rather than settling into a quiet, conventional life, she embraced the extraordinary. And her most enduring adventure took place right at home, collecting the songs and stories in the hardscrabble life of the men and women who worked along the Ohio River. Here’s one she found for her 1944 book, “Steamboatin’ Days.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Can You Run?"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/02/can-you-run.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2026 07:04:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-8280628260440793580</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;It’s hard to believe, but it’s been 10 years now since Randy Hamilton brought us this tune. It resonated with us then and even more so today. Written by Eastern Kentucky’s own Chris Stapleton, this is an anthem to the power of resistance and redemption.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Come On Up to the House"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/02/come-on-up-to-house.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2026 06:25:09 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-7947235788522734973</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We sure wish we had started doing this song back when our buddy Dave Peyton was still alive. Oh, how Dave would have loved the goofy, gritty gospel vibe of this tune from the incomparable Mister Tom Waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Spooky"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/02/spooky.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2026 06:34:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-6633212291686732096</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Randy Hamilton was just born to sing songs like this. He and Danny Cox brought us “Spooky,” this old Classics IV tune, last summer and we’ve been loving it ever since.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item><item><title>"Lady Be Good"</title><link>http://jamlogs.blogspot.com/2026/02/lady-be-good.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 6 Feb 2026 06:49:20 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094006593083068035.post-2261311576312567596</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The fun of playing some songs is that we just never know what we’re going to hear. This George Gershwin piece is like that, ever since Danny Cox brought better chords for last year. Now the song is like a shiny little red convertible parked in the garage just waiting for the next sunny day. You and your buddies pile in, not knowing where you’re going, just enjoying the company and the sights and the sounds of each other’s laughter along the way. Hop in! We’re going for a joy ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>charlesbowen@bowenbooks.com (The 1937 Flood)</author></item></channel></rss>