3 Days of Gypsy Country

 

"JAMBALAYA"

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So I gotta admit…

I never really liked country music. As a matter of fact, I disliked it very much.

To me, it was all twang and sob stories. Pretty annoying. Similar to Brazilian country music—called “sertanejo”—which is HUGE in Brazil...as are soap operas...which I also considered, as they say in Brazil, "brega" (aka: tacky).

So what changed?

Well, here’s what happened…

I’d recently become a single mom, and feeling the financially pressure of that—because country music is huge in Brazil—I gave in and started a country group to earn a few extra bucks.

We named our trio COWPIE… (shhh...don’t tell the Brazilians what that means - and yes, partly in ode to how I felt about the genre, LOL!)

We started out busking for the Sao Paulo nightlife with our versions of John Denver, Eagles and other classics. People loved us!

("Cowpie is very good..." they'd say 🤣)

Every week we’d add new music to our repertoire from the songs people would suggest, which is thankfully how I discovered artists Shania Twain...the Dixiechicks...the Rednex... and I began to see country music in a different light.

It was no longer just twang and tractors, it felt vibrant, full of energy and life. THAT country music inspired me to be a more fun, sassy, and extroverted version of myself..."the stranger in me" 😜…

And what happens when someone makes ya feel good?

...ya fawl in luuuv 💓

Yep, I remember the exact moment too...

My group had been invited to perform at the largest cowboy festival in the country (some say, in the world!—10 days, millions of people!)—and it was there onstage that I realized the power that country music had to bring people together—not just cowboys and hicks, but ALL kinds of people from ALL walks of life—families with children, university students, corporate CEOs, even people who DISlike country music!

It blew my mind how even though the languages and even some of the instruments differed, the themes and stories in the songs connected two very different cultures over a shared love for boots.

I was smitten. 😍

...and OMG, the DANCING!!!

I was so impressed that I immediately went out and bought my broke ass some expensive shit kickers to represent, ha!

Since moving to the USA, I’ve also witnessed the amazing power that American country music has to bring America together … So why stop there?

That’s why I decided to create a special community for people like you and I—gypsy hicks with the world on our minds—to explore the country range beyond the white picket fence…

But before we get into that, you’re probably wondering what this story has to do with today’s song?

Welp, it’s THE. FIRST. SONG. I. EVER. RECORDED!! — in Brazil, in a studio! 🤘

Inspired by the what the Rednex did with “Oh Suzana”, we decided to add our own spin to this old Hank Williams classic 😉

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“Jambalaya” was actually recorded in a friend’s home studio on the 23rd floor of an old apartment building overlooking Avenida Paulista in Sao Paulo where a LOT of the main radio and TV broadcasting stations in Brazil are located.. (so if you tune in to the song, you might even be able to hear some Portuguese radio interference in the background 😂)

Either way! our version of “Jambalaya” got us on Brazilian radio & Television, and landed us Brazil’s largest cowboy festival — the Festa do Peao do Boiadeiro in Barretos — perhaps one of the biggest in the planet (ask Garth Brooks and Shania Twain…)

There. Now you own a song that even 99.9% of my current FOLLOWERS (as opposed to FRIENDS like YOU who take the TIME) have no idea even exists. Don’t you feel special?

You should. 😎

XO,

Eden :)

P.S. If you happen to be somewhat of a “gypsy hick” yourself, I invite you to join my >> GYPSY COUNTRY NATION Facebook Group << and introduce yourself by sharing what your first experience with country music and cowboy culture was like! Can’t wait to hear from you.


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JAMBALAYA LYRICS (so you can follow along…)

Well good-bye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is a buzzin'
A kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dressed in style they go hog wild, me oh my oh
Oh son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Settle down far from town, get him a pirogue
And he'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Oh son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Well good-bye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o (YEEHOOO!)
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm-a gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Yeah, pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll a have big fun on the bayou