The following song--one of those Lee Hazlewood-type vibes somewhere blissfully between country, folk, and psychedelic pop--has nothing to do with The Ballad Of Cable Hogue, although it vaguely reminds me of the scenes between Hogue and the girl. Cable Hogue has its own music, the ballad of the title, and, more notably, a little song called "Butterfly Mornings" dueted, I think, by the actors themselves, Jason Robards and Stella Stevens. That song was covered by Hope Sandoval on her solo album. Both versions are nice, but I'm not gonna post them...
The movie is worth checking out for anyone who can deal with westerns, anyone who can deal with Sam Peckinpah, or anyone who usually can't deal with Sam Peckinpah and is interested to see if I can be telling the truth when I say this movie comes without his usual misogyny even though the girl is, staight-up, a hooker-with-a-heart-of-gold, and the scene that introduces her is a Boing-O! montage of successively closer close-ups on her tits. Oh, it's also Peckinpah's warmest movie...
Arthur Gee--Love song