Oh Lordy! Trouble so hard, repeats again and again the voice of a being who can not suddenly be granted age, or gender, is a deep voice that speaks beyond the word and makes understand before anything, that his song expresses suffering. This is the voice recorded, a cappella, in 1937 of the Alabama native Vera Hall performing the song "Trouble so Hard".
The same one was reedited in 1999 to become the fifth song of the fifth album of Moby specifically titled Natural Blues that was sent in 2000 and 18 years later is the most remembered of that delivery.
The a cappella voice of Vera was immortalized by the arrangements with which Moby was wrapping the central melody, starting with a layer of synthesizers, as it advances covers layers that reach a maximum elevation climate, to the explosion of a piano that it becomes the central rif, while Vera's voice becomes an additional musical element.
However 'Trouble So Hard' is a song of anonymous authorship that corresponds to the set of songs of work collected by ethnomusicologist Alan Lomax for the Library of Congress of the United States of North America. In the south of the country.
Among the set of activities scheduled in the framework of the singer's work, a second version of the song is highlighted in collaboration with Dock and Henry Reed, who together with Vera reproduce the song in its most original form, with the guide and answers collectives that used to characterize the vocalizations of the task in the field.
Here you can listen to the TSH version with Vera and the Reeds.
http://historymatters.gmu.edu/d/5760/
With the phrase 'Lord; troble so hard, Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God' is identified as a hymn against slavery. A song for life, for peace and for love.
I could not leave this post without first praising the dramatic and symbolic quality that expressed the scenic concept for the video clip Natural Blues theme. Where an aged Moby sees spend his last days in a depressing geriatric before being sought by an Angel that leads him to a new incarnation. The end of the audiovisual is the hopeful image of a baby raised on a white background of purity.
Trouble So Hard Lyric:
Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Went down the hill Other day My soul got happy and stayed all day Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Went in the room Didn't stay long Looked on the bed and, Brother was dead Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Don't nobody know my troubles but God Don't nobody know my troubles but God Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard Ooh Lordy, troubles so hard
