Every band that has ever played this song in a hole-in-the-wall bar can relate to the lyrics. You start out thinking you’re going somewhere. You play another club, and another night. Sometimes the crowd is great. Sometimes you wonder why you bothered unloading the equipment. I remember talking to waitresses at 2 in the morning and starting to question my life choices…but the next night I was hopeful again. It’s like spring training in baseball; you are hopeful and optimistic all over again, just waiting for that 2am crash. You also wait until someone tells you to turn down.
This song captures that feeling better than just about any song I know.
The song was the B-side of Bad Moon Rising, released in 1969. CCR and The Beatles had the best double-sided singles of anyone, in my opinion. You could flip over some of those records and find a song that was every bit as good as the hit.
Lodi is a city in California’s Central Valley, about 38 miles south of Sacramento and roughly 85 miles from Oakland. John Fogerty knew the kind of towns he was writing about. Before Creedence Clearwater Revival became successful, Fogerty and the earlier version of the band, The Golliwogs, spent years playing clubs, bars, and small towns around Northern California.
The funny thing is that Fogerty wasn’t really writing an autobiography. By the time this song was released, CCR was going in exactly the opposite direction from the poor guy in the song. They were becoming one of the biggest bands in America. That’s what makes the song so good. I rarely discuss the meaning of songs much, but this one comes naturally.
Fogerty put himself in the head of a musician who leaves home expecting to make it big. He travels around playing wherever he can and eventually ends up in Lodi. His plans haven’t worked. His money is gone. Instead of moving on to something bigger, he’s playing another local gig because that’s the only way he can earn enough to survive. And now he can’t get out.
There isn’t anything glamorous about it. No limousines. No screaming fans. No record-company executives waiting backstage. It’s just a working musician who thought music was going to take him somewhere and slowly realizes that it hasn’t.
Because it was the B-side, it didn’t receive the attention of Bad Moon Rising, but it still reached #52 on the Billboard Hot 100. The A-side made it all the way to #2 in 1969. This also appeared on CCR’s third album, Green River, released later that year.
This is one of my favorite B-sides by anyone. Maybe part of that comes from playing music myself. You don’t have to become stranded in Lodi to understand this song. You load the equipment. You set everything up. You play. You tear everything down. Then you do it again the next night. Most musicians start out dreaming about the big stage. This song is about the other stage where most end up. The little one in the corner of a hole-in-the-wall bar.
Lodi
Just about a year ago
I set out on the road
Seekin’ my fame and fortune
Lookin’ for a pot of gold
Thing got bad and things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Rode in on the Greyhound
I’ll be walkin’ out if I go
I was just passin’ through
Must be seven months or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again
A man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connections
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again
If I only had a dollar
For every song I’ve sung
Every time I had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know, I’d catch the next train
Back to where I live
Oh Lord, stuck in a Lodi again
Oh Lord, I’m stuck in a Lodi again


