The River of Lomax
A hundred and fifty years of American song, drawn as one river. Almost everything you listen to flows back up it to a Lomax field recording.
This begat that begat that. Follow the water down — every name at the mouth of the river rises from a spring a Lomax tapped.
This river breathes with the real sky over the Lomax farm north of Meridian, Texas — the branch of the Chisholm Trail where John A. first heard the songs.
Count the water
Follow every stream back to its spring, and the honors stack up behind the names. A share of what one family's field recordings turned into.
One family, a wax cylinder and a reel of tape, and most of a century of American song runs back to the day they stood in a field and pressed record.
The First Family
One hundred and fifty years, one machine that listened. Tap a face to meet them.
Portraits: Library of Congress, Lomax Collection (public domain); John Lomax III · Nashville Scene, 2019. Later kin shown by monogram.