About The Artist
Fiddlin' Sid Harkreader
I had the great fortune of knowing Sid during the last decade of his life. I first met him at Tootsie's Orchid Lounge on Nashville's lower Broad Street, when I was performing, regularly, there as a soloist. Being a long-time and serious student of traditional country and roots music, I was, at first, awestruck by him and his rich, deep history and legend. Through-out the years, we became close friends and also became more at ease in his presence.
Since we had mutual friends at Tootsie's, he often would drop by for a drink and we'd sit and discuss 'the good ole days'. Often times those sessions would last until closing time. Oh, what tales!
In the summer of 1979, I was recording a 45rpm of my song, "The Christmas Carol No One Listens For" for a later that year release. It occurred to me that I might confront Sid about doing a "Rag" version of the song for the "B" side...featuring him as the artist on that side. Well, thank God, he willingly agreed. Soon after, I lugged my recorder over to his apartment on Shelby Avenue to attempt it.
I recall it was a very hot summer's day and his little apartment was a bit stuffy. But soon (into the 'Christmas spirit') we were 'carolling away' instrumentally at least. Sid fiddled up his usual storm ... and I, hackin' away a guitar background! It all turned out to be a pretty 'cool' little rag tune. I still love hearing it to this day!
It turns out that after I got two takes down, the telephone rang. Sid was talking to the caller and at last returned to the room sayin', "...that was some fella named John Hartford. He wants to come by and play some music with me. Did you ever hear of him?" I couldn't believe my ears!
Well, need I say, having a brand new reel-to-reel tape with me and along with my recorder so handy and all and with John's consent of course, I got the whole memorable day recorded for prosperity! And, man-o-man, might I say them two fellows were cookin'! I was doing my absolute best to just keep up with them. And, I do mean that!
Back to the story about the 45rpm"The Christmas Carol That No One Listens For". When, at last, it was released, I had the folks at Tootsie's put it on the jukebox. And every time Sid would come in, 'n folks'd play it, he'd just get so happy about that! On several occasions, he mentioned to me that having not recorded since the 1920's, that it really meant a lot to him to have a 'new release' out. And I really felt good about that. Because He had done me such a favor and to see it returned in that way really made it all worth while.
Although this 45rpm is out-of-print presently...the same identical two sides of the record appear in my audio book / folk musical, "The Carol" ... wherein, Sid is one of the 'fictional' characters included in the text/story, etc. This book is available through North Star Audio Books, South Carolina. Also to be noted is that both songs have since been re-titled to "The Carol" and "The Carol - Rag".
There's truly so much more I could say about Sid. But, to be brief here, I will fast forward to the sad end. I eventually re-located to Baltimore, Maryland. Sid was placed in an nursing home for (for what turned out to be ) his final year. In that time, I would call him on occasions to check in and see how he was doing. My final and most vivid memory of him, was when I returned to Nashville (a booking to do an Ernest Tubb Jamboree appearance). Dan Curtis (mandolinist) and I, visited him at the nursing home. Standing around his bed, we performed a number of his favorite old hymns. He sang along with us, too on a few. When we performed a tribute song I had written about him, years earlier ("The Ballad of Fiddlin' Sid Harkreader") that he knew and loved, it made all the folks who had gathered about to listen to the musicthe patients, the doctors and nursesrealize just who he was.
This, I could tell, made him feel proud. I still can see, to this very moment, his head on the pillow, with his eyes closed (and tears rimming them) as he sang along on the hymns ("Amazing Grace", "I'll Fly Away", etc.).
He was a dear friend ... and a hero to me for sure! His name is not, yet, in the Country Music Hall of Fame (where it truly belongs!) ... But like his little introduction he wrote for his autobiography states, I'm sure he's in the the Country Music Hall of Fame that's in Heaven.
"My mission, my desired goal, and joy in life is to give to the people my talent which I believe is the gift of God which he gave to me. It makes me feel so good inside knowing that God is with me wherever I play my fiddle before an audience. It seems that God is releasing all I have to give each time I play for people. I am thinking and praying that someday before I die, my hopes and prayers will be answered and that I'll go down in history as the greatest fiddler (by the help of God) in my profession, and I'll have the joy of knowing that I have, at least, made people happy along the way, and I'll never be forgotten.
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