"The Weight" belies its name by beginning lightly, with the keen tickle of strings, precise yet also casual. You feel like you're on someone's porch, down home, listening to a few folks make music at sundown.
Like any song that's morphed into our musical vernacular, "The Weight" has come to exist as a backdrop in American folk culture. It pops up in films when the scene is meant to express something uniquely "American" that dialog just can't seem to capture.
It's my (and many others') pick for the best rock concert movie ever: Martin Scorsese's The Last Waltz. For those in the dark, this was Scorsese's filming of The Band's farewell concert at San Francisco's Winterland Ballroom on Thanksgiving Day, 1976.