Okay; so I've looked high and low 'round the net and have yet to find a definition of either "dixie chicken" or "tennessee lamb". So, humbly, I submit my understanding, which, being a northerner, a yankee, a FeatFan since the beginning, a man, who was brokenheartearted, by a southern woman, who knew no better and introduced me to the south through Austin, TX, which will always be one of my Meccas, here is my take.
A DixieChicken is not just, as so many claim, a guy in love/lust. A TennesseeLamb is not JUST a reciprocating gal. But it works in song and in general meaning and emotionality. KUDOS.
Without going too deep, there is some universal, pretty deep programing with women in the south, to find a sugar daddy. Let me be clear; I'm not judging; not my values, but, definitely, not judging.
I fell in love with a southern lady, PTSD, familial abused, in denial, and a transport who adopted southern culture like pancakes and butter/maple syrup. Never a second thought. Mebbe I should say, adopted like BBQ, biscuits'n'gravy and a whole lot else that is south'o'Mason/Dixon.
Here's the report. It is all about what you can do/provide for the lady/woman. If you can bring the bacon, she'll pretend to be whatever you want, cuz she doesn't know how to do differently. Gotta tell you, here, this is NOT my take on women; this is what one southern beauty showed me to be eerily universal in some quarters, that Lowell and Feat sang so poignantly, years ago and ever.
My lady was unequivocal, unembarrassed and totally had no idea about intimacy, committed relationship or empathy.
In seven years in Texas, lots and lots of women friends, this was the norm, not the exception.
I hope that this adds to some clarity 'bout what I believe Lowell was speaking to; certainly added to my sight, and deepened my love.
Dixie Chicken--provider, do-er, alpha, nothing to do with personal, intimate connection;
Tennessee Lamb--receiver, responder, pretender to your projections/fantasies, willing til you don't produce the original presumption; she, like a shark (and men do this, too), will move on, without looking back, for the next taste.
Sorry to suggest a darker side to Lowell's sing'along, but, I'm pretty sure this is what he was talking about. If I'm the first person to put this on the net, I'm satisfied. If not; glad to be in apt company. Cheers (and don't be afraid to be a Dixie Chicken, as if you would be)
@ledmandlin Dixie Chicken and Tennessee Lamb are both widely-advertised foods. Lowell George uses them in a humorous metaphorical context, like saying someone's his red-hot tamale or his key lime pie.
@ledmandlin Dixie Chicken and Tennessee Lamb are both widely-advertised foods. Lowell George uses them in a humorous metaphorical context, like saying someone's his red-hot tamale or his key lime pie.
Okay; so I've looked high and low 'round the net and have yet to find a definition of either "dixie chicken" or "tennessee lamb". So, humbly, I submit my understanding, which, being a northerner, a yankee, a FeatFan since the beginning, a man, who was brokenheartearted, by a southern woman, who knew no better and introduced me to the south through Austin, TX, which will always be one of my Meccas, here is my take.
A DixieChicken is not just, as so many claim, a guy in love/lust. A TennesseeLamb is not JUST a reciprocating gal. But it works in song and in general meaning and emotionality. KUDOS.
Without going too deep, there is some universal, pretty deep programing with women in the south, to find a sugar daddy. Let me be clear; I'm not judging; not my values, but, definitely, not judging.
I fell in love with a southern lady, PTSD, familial abused, in denial, and a transport who adopted southern culture like pancakes and butter/maple syrup. Never a second thought. Mebbe I should say, adopted like BBQ, biscuits'n'gravy and a whole lot else that is south'o'Mason/Dixon.
Here's the report. It is all about what you can do/provide for the lady/woman. If you can bring the bacon, she'll pretend to be whatever you want, cuz she doesn't know how to do differently. Gotta tell you, here, this is NOT my take on women; this is what one southern beauty showed me to be eerily universal in some quarters, that Lowell and Feat sang so poignantly, years ago and ever.
My lady was unequivocal, unembarrassed and totally had no idea about intimacy, committed relationship or empathy. In seven years in Texas, lots and lots of women friends, this was the norm, not the exception. I hope that this adds to some clarity 'bout what I believe Lowell was speaking to; certainly added to my sight, and deepened my love. Dixie Chicken--provider, do-er, alpha, nothing to do with personal, intimate connection; Tennessee Lamb--receiver, responder, pretender to your projections/fantasies, willing til you don't produce the original presumption; she, like a shark (and men do this, too), will move on, without looking back, for the next taste. Sorry to suggest a darker side to Lowell's sing'along, but, I'm pretty sure this is what he was talking about. If I'm the first person to put this on the net, I'm satisfied. If not; glad to be in apt company. Cheers (and don't be afraid to be a Dixie Chicken, as if you would be)
@ledmandlin Dixie Chicken and Tennessee Lamb are both widely-advertised foods. Lowell George uses them in a humorous metaphorical context, like saying someone's his red-hot tamale or his key lime pie.
@ledmandlin Dixie Chicken and Tennessee Lamb are both widely-advertised foods. Lowell George uses them in a humorous metaphorical context, like saying someone's his red-hot tamale or his key lime pie.