The Broken Prayers

By Brian McManus
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Photo by Robert Lee

When Pete Marshall, lead singer/guitarist for the Broken Prayers, intones “I got a little black heart and it’s full of hate” on the first track of 2008’s reverb-laden, lap steel-heavy, banjo-pickin’, very excellent Crow, it’s mostly sorrow and hurt you hear in his voice. Real sorrow. Visions of Dust Bowl-era depression dance through your head. Dogs howl. This is The Grapes of Wrath on tape—Son House’s “Death Letter” levels of pain. But Crow isn’t a complete downer. At times, it’s a full-on rockin’ stomp, a drunkin’ good time. Marshall’s plaintive yawp is just one of a hundred different ingredients that give this chili its kick. We asked Marshall about what informs the music of the Broken Prayers, who play live Saturday with another boss-hoss local act, Beretta 76 (show details page 16). He and bassist Brian Murray gave us some insight.

Philadelphia : “In my job as a photojournalist, I see a lot of ‘after midnight’ carnage—fires, car wrecks and shootings. The strange hours I keep undoubtedly have an effect on the type of music we play. Our songs often lean towards the dark or brutal side. I once saw the aftermath of a fella who decided to jump from a bridge onto a highway. He was struck by a semi truck before he hit the pavement. When the tarp blew off of his body in the bluster of the night I couldn’t help but wonder about the Nerf football in the road next to his twisted body. ‘Zoom in,’ another photographer on the scene said to me dryly. ‘That’s his brain.’” P.M.

Dead Man : “This vision of the American frontier by Jim Jarmusch is by turns grim, absurd and touching. Neil Young’s haunting score introduces a cast in shattering bones that would play in any era.” B.M.

My Father’s Record Collection : “It was filled with the music of Bill Monroe, Charlie Pride, the Carter Family and Buck Owens. I spent hours listening to Johnny Cash cuss and sing at the inmates of Folsom Prison. Tennessee Ernie Ford belted out ‘Sixteen Tons’ with a thunderous basso profundo. Bill Cosby talked about Baby Coach Wheels, Chicken Heart and Buck Buck—setting my imagination to what it was to live in the city. My father, in addition to his sense of music, had a sense of humor. Once I was listening to Roger Whittaker whistle his way around some lost tune. My father walks through the room, turns to me, ‘That Roger Whittaker sure is something. And to think that he’s whistling through his asshole.’ I was six.” P.M.

Once Upon a Time in the West : “The opening scene to this Sergio Leone movie is absolute cinematic perfection. Gun-toting bad guys wait on the scalding boardwalk of a desert train station while an unseen windmill creeks and whines in a nonexistent breeze. A filthy and stinking Jack Elam traps a fly in the barrel of his gun and holds the weapon to his cheek—comforted by the muffled buzzing. The train pulls in as a parched Woody Strode takes a drink of water that has collected from a slouching and leaky water tower onto the brim of his hat. Boots knock on wooden planks. The train pulls away and a lone harmonica slurs out a discordant and haunting tune. Someone is going to die. If I’m parched and in need of inspiration, I watch Once Upon a Time in the West.” P.M.

Cormac McCarthy : “Speaks a vernacular few know by heart, yet strikes a subtle terror into anyone who recognizes it as distinctly American.” B.M.

JeffrEy Lee Pierce : “Maxwell’s, Hoboken, N.J. I struck up a conversation with a sandy-haired fella at the bar who seemed to have no shortage of opinions when it came to life, politics and the general state of the world. We talked for a while and he later excused himself, took the stage and showed me exactly how it should be done. I was convinced. I’ve seen a few bands I would categorize as being hugely influential—16 Horsepower, the Ramones, the Dirty Three, Gun Club and, more recently, Tom Waits. If you were to mash all that together and then snap its spinal cord... well, we don’t exactly sound like that, but I’d say that would be a sound worth striving for.” P.M.

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1. Jim Callan said... on Jan 26, 2010 at 08:26PM

“That's not a lap steel; It's a Pedal Steel Guitar. Take from the one who played all the Pedal Steel tracks on Pete Marshall's "Crow".”

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2. Dr. Castafyette said... on Jan 31, 2010 at 01:31PM

“While snapping your spine will not necessarily kill you - it depends on where you snap it - it will almost certainly lead to paralysis. I don’t think this is the direction you want your rock and roll sounds to take.

Perhaps you would consider some more appropriate injuries such as having an ostrich kick you in the stomach. This was a successful strategy for Johnny Cash (aka The Man In Black) back in 1983 and his subsequent use of painkillers (as well as his music) both saw a revival of interest in mainstream American culture.

If you prefer not to involve endangered species there are some other injuries that have proven successful in the rock and roll “world.” I have provided a convenient list.

» David Bowie was performing in Norway when a fan tossed a lollipop at the rocker's head. The aim was perfect, as the stick of the sweet treat got stuck between Bowie's eyeball and lid.
» Pete Townshend [accidentally?] impaled his hand on his axe's whammy bar during his patented windmill move.
» Nirvana bassist Krist Novoselic tossed his axe into the air at the conclusion of his band's 1992 Video Music Awards performance, gravity brought it back down onto Novoselic's head, tearing his scalp open and giving him a concussion. The rest of the band covered for him by destroying the drum kit.
» Lou Reed was bitten on the ass during a 1973 show in Buffalo, New York.
“Rock and Roll will never die” – Neil Young

Yours truly,
Dr. Castafyette, P.O E. E., L.E.D, R.E.B


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