Michael Martin Murphey, a Texas singer-songwriter and a true-blue cowboy, took us on a journey through a significant portion of American folk music spanning the past century. Along the way, he also shared insights into his own musical contributions. However, feeling dissatisfied with the folk scene prevalent in late-1960s Southern California, Murphey made a bold move and relocated to Austin, Texas. There, he found himself in the company of other free-spirited individuals, commonly known as longhairs, who shared his desire to embrace country music instead. This decision often came with risks, but they were undeterred. One of the pivotal moments in Murphey’s career occurred with the release of his 1972 album, “Geronimo’s Cadillac,” which is now recognized as a significant milestone within the “Cosmic Cowboy” movement, long before the term “Outlaw Country” was coined. It stands alongside other renowned works like Jerry Jeff Walker’s “Viva Terlingua!” and Willie Nelson’s “Shotgun Willie.”
JWK: There’s been some media attention about the anniversary of the cosmic cowboy movement which began around 1972. What are a few of your best memories from that time?
MMM (chuckles): Well, I guess my best memories are what a free-form time it was, when you were terribly restricted in being in L.A. or New York, or being in Detroit and playing Motown. You were terribly restricted by the genre you chose. But when you came to Texas, the audience was totally free-form. They’d listen to classical music and go to the ballet, and go listen to Albert King play the blues the next night. They all considered it culture.
They liked Willie Nelson and Seals & Crofts. They liked the Beatles, but they also liked Greezy Wheels and Marcia Ball. The young bands that came to Texas at that time, that were my age, we played it all. We played everything.
I just found a poster that I sent to the Southwestern Collection archives in Lubbock for the Crossroads Music Collection of an event I put on that I had totally forgotten about, called “The Cosmic Cowboy Symphony and Barbecue,” at the Armadillo World Headquarters.
I played my music and had a symphony back me up. I lost money on that deal, but I just wanted to hear the music, so I hired a bunch of classical musicians and had a bunch of charts written. And to this day, I still love to play with symphonies. I’m not losing money when I do it now, but I don’t make a lot of money when I play with symphonies. I just think a symphony evokes the spirit of the American West in the human soul better than any other sound.
JWK: Is it true that Willie Nelson grew out his beard because you had one?
MMM: You know, I came here, and Jerry Jeff Walker was here, and then Willie showed up some time after we did. Willie Nelson says that’s true in his own autobiography, so the answer is yes. But I remember the first time I met Willie Nelson in person. He walked into Mother Earth, which was a very important kind of hippie/cowboy venue in Austin.
We were playing there and Eddie Wilson, who owned the Armadillo World Headquarters, brought Willie in. The Armadillo was already up and running, and Jerry Jeff and I had both played there, and a number of other Texas songwriters and bands had played there.
They couldn’t afford to hire names. We were mostly playing to students. Eddie was older than us, and I had met him when I was at UCLA. He was stationed in the military out there, and he came to visit me when I was in college. He said, “Hey, Murph, when you come back to Texas when you get out of college, I’m thinking about starting a nightclub.”
Fast-forward to when he walks in with Willie Nelson, who’s got a sharkskin suit on and short hair, and I thought he was a narc. I thought he was a policeman, and half of my band was about to be arrested. We were not druggies, my band was never into that, but you have to understand that possession of one marijuana cigarette in Texas could get you thrown into jail for 25 years at that time. I smoked marijuana for six months, but I hated it. I drank, but I never inhaled.
Willie walks in and he saw a bunch of guys playing country music with steel guitars and fiddles, and we had long hair and beards and a young audience. The next time I saw Willie Nelson, he had long hair and a beard and looked like us.