Alright, let’s talk about this little gem of an album, Do You Want To See Mother Again I Shall Not Be Moved by the Dixie Reelers. It’s one of those old-school folk-country records that feels like it came straight outta some dusty barn dance in the middle of nowhere USA. Released under Montgomery Ward (yeah, the same folks who sold mail-order tractors), this thing has got charm dripping all over it.
The vibe? Super raw and unpolished—like they just set up mics in someone's living room and hit record. And honestly, that’s what makes it stick. This isn’t your slick Nashville production; it’s real-deal country music with heart. The lineup here is simple but effective: Ollie Bunn on fiddle for side A, Clarence Todd handling vocals and guitar on side B, plus a bit of vocal harmony thrown in for good measure.
Now, let me tell ya about the tracks because there are only two, but man, they pack a punch. First up is “Do You Want To See Mother Again?” If you’re anything like me, this one’ll grab you right away. It’s got this haunting kinda melody, thanks mostly to Ollie Bunn’s fiddling—it’s not flashy, but it digs into your soul. The lyrics are heavy too, talking about loss and longing, which hits different when you hear the crackle in their voices. Feels like these guys lived every word they sang. I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but there’s something almost gospel-like about how earnest it comes across.
Then there’s “I Shall Not Be Moved,” which flips the mood completely. This tune leans more upbeat, with Clarence Todd really owning the mic. His voice ain’t perfect—he wobbles a bit here and there—but dang, does he sell it. There’s this gritty determination in his delivery that makes you wanna stomp your feet and clap along. Plus, the guitar work is steady as hell, keeping everything grounded while still letting loose a little. It’s the kind of song that sticks in your head long after the needle lifts off the record.
What gets me about this album is how personal it feels. Like, you can practically picture these guys sitting around swapping stories before laying down the tracks. They weren’t trying to reinvent the wheel—they were just playing what they knew, from the heart. And honestly? That’s rare these days. Most modern stuff feels so calculated, but this? Nah, this is pure.
Oh, and here’s the kicker—I bet nobody reading this owns a physical copy of this album. Hell, even finding info on it online is a chore! But maybe that’s part of its magic. In a world where everything’s at our fingertips, stumbling across something like Do You Want To See Mother Again I Shall Not Be Moved feels like discovering treasure buried in the backyard. So yeah, give it a spin if you ever get the chance. Just don’t blame me if you start craving moonshine and porch swings afterward.
