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Otis Redding Live at the Whisky teaches film music history at the KAREN GOOD MARABLE is a writer Madness: A Novel (2019). He lives
A Go Go: The Complete Record- University of Southern California. raised in Prairie View, Texas. Her in Athens, Georgia, where he is
ings won a 2017 Grammy. essays, music journalism, and Distinguished Research Profes-
HARMONY HOLIDAY is the author stories have appeared in several sor of English, African American
Pioneering, progressive soul of four volumes of poetry, most books and publications including Studies, and Creative Writing at
funk innovator JOI GILLIAM is recently Hollywood Forever and the New Yorker, Seventeen, and the University of Georgia.
a multidisciplinary artist from A Jazz Funeral for Uncle Tom. A Essence. After a lifetime of living
Nashville, Tennessee, but is collection of poems, Maafa, and in Brooklyn, she and her family ALICE RANDALL is the author of
professionally affiliated with a collection of essays on repara- now reside in Atlanta. Black Bottom Saints (Amistad),
Atlanta, Georgia, where she tions and the body, Love Is War now out in paperback. She is
lived for twenty years becom- for Miles, are forthcoming. In ad- SIMON MAROTTE is a senior at a professor and writer-in-res-
ing a bricklayer, connector, and dition, she runs an archive of jazz Conway High School in Arkansas, idence at Vanderbilt Univer-
creative leader of music, culture, and diaspora poetics and is work- where he is a member of the CHS sity, where her courses include
and fashion. Debuting with the ing on a biography of singer Ab- swim team. He recently published Black Country, Country Lyric
critically acclaimed, genre-de- bey Lincoln and a film on James his first crossword puzzle in the in American Culture, and Black
fying album The Pendulum Vibe Baldwin. She last wrote for the New York Times, where he has Detroit. She hosts the Black Bot-
in 1994, Joi broke barriers and magazine about Florence Price. four more puzzles forthcoming. tom Saints podcast, which is a
shifted mindsets that furthered He has also published in Universal weekly whirl of music, politics,
the trajectory of freedom and JAY JENNINGS is editor-at-large Crossword and will have a puzzle and cocktails, and helped curate
nonconformity in Black music for the magazine. coming soon in the Atlantic. the Black Bottom Saints playlist
including unapologetic sexual on Spotify. You can follow her
positivity. She currently resides ALEX LEWIS is an independent ra- ELIZABETH NELSON is singer- on Instagram @msalicerandall.
in Los Angeles and is a doting dio producer and musician based songwriter for the Washington,
mother of one daughter, Keyp- in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. D.C.-based garage-punk band the DAVID RAMSEY is a contributing
siia Blue Daydreamer. Her full He’s produced award-winning Paranoid Style, a civil servant in editor to the magazine. His work
discography and other works are audio documentaries for NPR, the field of education policy, has been anthologized in Da
available at alljoieverything.com. BBC Radio 4, and many other and a regular contributor to the Capo Best Music Writing, Best
radio stations and podcast com- Ringer, the Oxford American, the Food Writing, Cornbread Na-
BEN GREENMAN is a former edi- panies. He’s also the co-founder New York Times Magazine, and tion: The Best of Southern Food
tor at the New Yorker and a New of Rowhome Productions. Pitchfork, among others. In 2020 Writing, and The Norton Field
York Times–bestselling author Spin magazine ranked the Guide to Writing. He last wrote
who has published more than MILES MARSHALL LEWIS is the au- Paranoid Style the twenty- for the magazine about Brother
twenty books of fiction and non- thor of Promise That You Will seventh best rock & roll band Claude Ely.
fiction, including collaborations Sing About Me: The Power and currently working, thereby
with George Clinton, Brian Wil- Poetry of Kendrick Lamar. He adding twenty-six names to her ZANDRIA F. ROBINSON is a writer
son, and Questlove. His most lives in Harlem, where he is cur- renowned Enemies List. and cultural critic from Mem-
recent book is Music Is History rently writing a cultural biogra- phis. She is the author of This
(Abrams), a collaboration with phy of comedian Dave Chappelle. TARISAI NGANGURA is a Zimba- Ain't Chicago: Race, Class,
Questlove that looks at fifty years bwean journalist and photogra- and Regional Identity in the
of American history through the JESSICA LYNNE is a writer, art pher whose work has appeared Post-Soul South and co-author of
prism of popular music. critic, and co-editor of the jour- in Vanity Fair, T Magazine, the Chocolate Cities: The Black Map
nal ARTS.BLACK. Her writing New York Times, Lapham's Quar- of American Life. Her writing
TIM GREIVING is an arts journalist has been featured in publications terly, and Rolling Stone. She is has appeared in Rolling Stone,
in Los Angeles who specializes such as Artforum, The Believer, currently a senior content strate- The Believer, and New York
in film music. He regularly con- Frieze, and the Nation. Lynne is gist at the Atlantic and writes Times Magazine.
tributes to NPR, the Los Angeles the recipient of a 2020 Arts Writ- music reviews at Pitchfork. Her
Times, and the Washington Post. ers Grant from the Andy Warhol debut novel, The Ones We Loved, JASMINE SANDERS is a writer
His work has been published in Foundation for the Visual Arts. is forthcoming from HarperCol- and critic from the South Side
the New York Times, Variety, The lins Canada in 2023. You can find of Chicago. Her work has ap-
Ringer, Los Angeles Magazine, MAUREEN MAHON is an associate her on Twitter @FungaiSJ. peared in the New York Times,
and Vulture. He has written pro- professor in the Department of Artforum, Bookforum, and New
gram notes for the Los Angeles Music at New York University. She ED PAVLIĆ is author of a dozen York Magazine. She currently
Philharmonic, the Royal Albert is the author of Black Diamond books written across and be- resides in Brooklyn.
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A Rhythm Nation
BY DANIELLE A. JACKSON
B
y the time second grade arrived, Break, their fifth studio album, not long be- stage to dance. The city of Boston had been a
my portable pink boombox with fore, and it reached the top five of the Hot relatively minor destination during the Great
its manual tape deck and soft gray 100 with five singles and five video releases, Migration compared to Chicago, Detroit,
radio station dials went with me most of which are now considered classics. or New York. But between 1910 and 1950,
everywhere my mother would al- (This album also inspired the creation of Boyz Boston’s African American community more
low, including to bed. Mama bought issues II Men, whose success, in turn, encouraged than tripled, with most émigrés settling in
of Right On! and Black Beat when I pleaded labels to sign more boy bands like NSYNC, the city’s southernmost areas. Like any mass
for them at the grocery store; Janet Jackson Backstreet Boys, and 98 Degrees.) I’d been movement of people, “particular southern
on a cover in Rhythm Nation-black and steel too young to enjoy their earlier music, really, counties became feeder lines to specific
metal adornments feels especially vivid—I including their first number-one hit, “Candy destinations in the North, based on where
ripped the image from the binding for a wall Girl.” Even now, Ralph Tresvant’s lead vo- the earliest migrants went and established
in my room. At school, LaKeisha, Precious, cal, recorded when he was just fifteen, still themselves,” writes Isabel Wilkerson in The
and I exchanged cassettes and memorized sounds fresh, jubilant, and frothy. The band Warmth of Other Suns. This is what con-
lyrics together on the blacktop, reading them reminded many listeners of the Jackson 5. nects Norfolk, Virginia, and Roxbury—the
aloud from liner notes, which is how I still Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, Mike, and Ralph South Boston neighborhood where Malcolm
know every word of “Miss You Much,” and were not yet tweens when New Edition X moved to live with his older sister Ella
why I’ll always associate the Isley Brothers formed in South Boston’s Orchard Park hous- Little-Collins, who’d been born in Georgia.
with Salt N’ Pepa and E.U.’s “Shake Your ing projects. In his memoir Every Little Step, Roxbury is, as well, the neighborhood where
Thang,” which sampled, interpolated, and Bobby Brown recalls a large, tight-knit fam- Orchard Park once stood.
updated “It’s Your Thing” from 1969. Sam- ily and a neighborhood dotted with music In a sense, a helix of time and sound
ples are history made audible, sonic lectures venues. When James Brown performed in tethered our adoration for New Edition
we get to dance to, in holy communion with 1972 at the Sugar Shack, where “all of the to every fan who’d loved the Jackson 5, or
every listener who lived before. top R&B acts in the 1960s and ’70s” went James Brown, or Frankie Lymon, or the Mills
The most important band for us was New when they came to Boston, Bobby was three Brothers. Of course, my conscious mind knew
Edition. Our fab five had released Heart years old and joined the elder musician on nothing about this “changing same”; I only
Of the Wind, photography, digital painting, and acrylic on paper, by Carla Jay Harris
12 WINTER 2021 © The artist. Courtesy Luis de Jesus Los Angeles
knew Ralph glided so sweet and smooth across the stuttering drums
on “If It Isn’t Love,” and his back and forth with Johnny on “Can You
Stand the Rain” felt like longing wrapped in sound, and connected the
uncertainty of new beginnings in love to that of new beginnings in life.
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I Love the Way it Sounds
BY LYNELL GEORGE
S
ome children sail off to bedtime Said “pot” was sunshine-yellow, enameled her mother, my grandmother, nor did my
dreams with “Once upon a time...,” cast iron, fitted with a heavy matching lid. grandmother’s sister, my great-aunt, who
others by way of “In an ancient As well, said pot, more a deep skillet with was a sorceress before the burners. I learned
land...” Each is an invitation, a story detachable wooden handle, was only used as they had—by repetition. Trial and error.
spinner’s device to travel to some twice a year to prepare specific centerpiece “Guesstimates” and internal arithmetic. Sense
exotic elsewhere—gentle lullabies in their meals. I knew it simply as “The Gumbo Pot.” memory nudged you forward. These women
own right. Yet, as far back as I can remem- No family recipe exists on paper. Not a simply “got down that pot” in their respective
ber, I knew no better incantation to invoke one. Sometimes when I reveal this, I know sunny Los Angeles kitchens and, after some
an antique place as: “Let me go get down that people assume I’m being coy. But my murmuring and some laughter—and the busy
that pot...” mother didn’t write them down. Neither did rhythm of knives chopping onions, bell pep-
Listen to “Mother’s Roux,” an accompanying Scan the code within the Spotify app or visit Oxford
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the familiar record store stickers, the price
tags, I began to stitch together the how,
the when, and a sliver of the why. During
my adolescent years, when I was building
my own collection—the Stevie Wonder, the
Earth, Wind & Fire—she was just beginning
to rebuild hers. Something must have both
energized and delighted her to walk side
by side with me, bend time, and revisit the
person she had been at my age.
I had no idea how much she had worked to
shore up those holes, or how much it meant
for her to have the physical object, the docu-
ment. Was she more homesick than I thought?
Or, I think more likely, the act of collecting
had more to do with building something to
pass on. Maybe it was insurance, a promise
to the future that we, her children, wouldn’t
forget her South, but, even more, that we
would find our way back to it.
A
forest green sign hanging above
globally familiar golden arches an-
nounces OUVERT, on the first level
of an Haussmannian-style build-
ing in the ninth arrondissement
of Paris. Six weeks after the French capital
ended an eight-month-long COVID curfew,
cafés, coffee shops, and fast-fooderies still
pronounce to the public they’re open for
business. On the corner, an older woman
wearing a hijab sits outside underneath an
olive umbrella, feeding her child pomme
frites. Where Boulevard Montmartre meets
the rue Drouot, I finally notice the small
plaque I came searching for, marking this
McDonald’s as a former “temple du rock”
from 1955 to 1981: Le Golf Drouot nightclub.
Tracing Southern soul music’s international
migration led me to 2 rue Drouot in the Opéra
district. A quaint Korean bistro called Pause
Corée now occupies the address—once a hang-
out spot for David Bowie, the Who, and the
Moroccan soul man I’m specifically in search
of, Vigon. I arrange my camouflage cloth mask The horseshoe-shaped area currently oc- Presse thirteen years ago. As a teenager in
and walk into the restaurant, looking past cupied by kids unboxing Happy Meals once Morocco, he encountered the music that
colorful banners to the exposed brick walls housed an indoor mini golf course in the formed the foundation of rock & roll while
they hang from: the original walls of Golf ’50s (hence its name). Inspired by Whisky partying at U.S. military air bases in Sidi Sli-
Drouot. Climbing a forty-step staircase once à Gogo over in the sixth arrondissement, mane and Kenitra. “And there, they brought
led clubheads to an expanded space above a bartender floated the idea of attracting the records that came from America on the
the current-day McDonald’s (formerly Café a cool crowd with American rock & roll. week of their release. ‘Twist and Shout’ by
D’Angleterre) to a dance floor area with a small Installing a Seeburg jukebox full of seven- the Isley Brothers, it was sung in Morocco
stage. Picture the Paradise Garage mashed up inch vinyl records brought in by American before the Beatles covered it!”
with CBGB, and voilà. soldiers stationed in the city, Golf Drouot was Musically, the world of the mid-’60s takes
I cross the street and photograph Pause soon alive with the sounds of Sam Cooke, of bit of imagination to conjure. I am old
Corée alone, then with adjacent McDonald’s Ray Charles, Jackie Wilson, Fats Domino, enough to recall the days before stream-
in the frame, as Parisians zip by on rented and more. This went on for almost a decade ing services, broadband internet, digital file
electric bicycles or wander the sidewalk before an African greengrocer on vacation sharing, and international cable networks—
absorbed in their smartphones. Casting my named Abdelghafour Mouhsine made his all things that subsequent generations of
mind back to black-and-white pictures from way to the stage in November 1964, covering music lovers have long been used to. Practi-
the early ’60s that I googled the day before, I Little Richard songs like “Long Tall Sally” cally speaking, to be in France back then
imagine the corner of the block crowded with and fronting a local band called Les Lemons. meant that local radio mainly supported
young adults, all waiting in line underneath The lanky nineteen-year-old with the relaxed hits like “Les Mauvais Garçons” by Johnny
the red neon sign reading GOLF DROUOT. afro had rechristened himself Vigon. Hallyday and other homegrown singers like
Sunglasses and sport coats, mod cuts and “I was going to the grunts’ dances every him. Some (like Hallyday) imitated the rocka-
miniskirts. Saturday,” the singer told Agence France- billy style of rock & roll from the U.S. But
18 WINTER 2021 Vigon et les Lemons performing at Golf Drouot in Paris, 1964. © André Crudo/Photo12/Alamy
with “Reviens Vite et Oublie,” aka The Atlantic Records roster consisted of
the Ronettes’ “Be My Baby,” and soulful legends like Aretha Franklin and
“Shoop Shoop…Va L’Embrasser,” Wilson Pickett by 1968 when they released
a cover of Merry Clayton’s “The Vigon’s sole American single, “It’s All Over”
Shoop Shoop Song (It’s in His Kiss).” (with “The Spoiler” on the B-side). Sites like
The white French rock & roll group Discogs sell the seven-inch online but comb-
Les Chaussettes Noires adapted ing through dusty vintage vinyl always feels
Chuck Berry’s “Johnny B. Goode” like more fun. Since rocking Golf Drouot,
for their biggest hit, “Eddie Sois he’d released his only French-language sin-
Bon,” in 1961. gle, “Un Petit Ange Noir” (a translation of the
And then there’s Vigon, who Joe Tex ballad “Hold What You’ve Got”), in
scored a deal with Atlantic Records 1967. English, however, was a language Vigon
after his debut at Golf Drouot. could only sing phonetically—he would never
learn to speak soul music’s native tongue,
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perhaps didn’t matter as much: Split Decision struggle. Not all African music was political, mer lead singer of the French r&b quartet
Band by the group of the same name, and but it took on a political aspect. Even if it was Poetic Lover.
Honey Cone’s Sweet Replies. very trendy and popular, the lyrics were very Apparently Vigon’s loss on The Voice quick-
But no Vigon. In a remote corner I rifle politically engaged.” Not Vigon’s, obviously. ly turned into a win. Pushing seventy, he
fruitlessly through the end of music’s al- I descended a nearby escalator and rode scored a gold record with the Vigon Bamy Jay
phabet, between the Undisputed Truth and the métro over to Montmartre, where my album Vincent tells me about. Les Soul Men
Barry White. I finally ask the owner, who wife’s cousin Vincent lives. We’d gone to the featured r&b standards like “(Sittin’ on) The
immediately responds in accented English; Musée de l’Histoire de l’Immigration togeth- Dock of the Bay” and “Ain’t No Sunshine.”
he accesses his archives on a computer as er, and I recalled that he’d bought a catalog. The trio’s velvety voices found just the right
timeworn as our surroundings. He’s heard of I expected maybe to find out more. But no. chemistry harmonizing over mainstream
Vigon, at least. But no dice. He says Universal Vigon merits his own page in the exhibition urban radio grooves. Like an unspooling soap
Music France released a greatest hits album, catalog, but the information recounts things opera story, the drama continues over some
The End of Vigon, on compact disc in 2009. I already know (though the curator did inter- YouTube clips and a second round of wine.
Monster Melodies is all out of those. (The view him). Vincent reshelves his book, pours Vincent says that months before releasing
title, I learn later, is named for Vigon’s cover glasses of a 2016 Bordeaux, and starts telling 2015’s Love Me Tender, a Vigon Bamy Jay
of “The End,” a 1958 hit ballad by Oklahoma- me what he remembers about the first season sophomore album of Elvis covers, Erick Bamy
born African American vocalist Earl Grant.) of the French version of The Voice. died of cancer. Since then, Vigon’s gone back
The owner suggests Crocodisc. At sixty-seven, Vigon resurfaced on chan- into seclusion.
nel TF1’s singing competition reality show, “Now many soul men find their work re-
20 WINTER 2021
A JOYFUL CELEBRATION OF BLACK CULTURE
THROUGH THE FOODS OF THE AFRICAN DIASPORA
Recipes, essays, poetry, artwork, and community from
more than 100 Black luminaries
“ Your Love Is Too Late” “Respect Yourself” by The Staple Singers: “Everybody Knows (The River Song)”
National Civil Rights Museum by O.V. Wright: The Mississippi River
BY DON BRYANT: BEALE STREET In the years following Dr. Martin Luther From “the minor stomp of the intro
“This song takes me back to the early King Jr.’s death, artists including The Staple to Wright’s soaring first lines and
1960s Beale Street scene: singing in Willie Singers composed the soundtrack of the minor groove on the final word,” nothing
Mitchell’s band, working in the clubs, writing civil rights movement. Memphis’ historic captures the emotion of the Mississippi
songs for The 5 Royales, Solomon Burke, Lorraine Motel is now the National Civil River like this song, says Alex Green of
and Little Junior Parker – whose music you Rights Museum. Reigning Sound.
still hear today on Beale,” Bryant says.
The street’s 20-plus live music venues are
book-ended by the Memphis Rock ‘n’ Soul
“People Make the World Go Round” NATIONAL CIVIL RIGHTS MUSEUM,
DAV I D M E A N Y
Museum and Memphis Music Hall of Fame. by The Temprees: Soulsville &
Stax Museum of American Soul Music
An “amped-up guitar and string section”
DON BRYANT,
JAM IN THE VAN make The Temprees’ version of this song
“grittier and funkier,” says Tonya Dyson,
Executive Director of Memphis Slim
Collaboratory, a space for sharing and
creating music in Soulsville, home to the
Stax Museum of American Soul Music and
Willie Mitchell’s Royal Studios.
“Can’t Help
Falling in Love”
BY ELVIS PRESLEY:
GRACELAND
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otown Saturday nights in the My grandmother’s reaction to the show anchored Saturday night on ABC until 1971.
mid-Sixties my grandmother, a fascinated. Dear would smell a different kind Lately, I’ve been trying to tease out why a show
Black woman born near Marion of sweet on Lawrence Welk nights. Not her starring an orchestra leader born in North
Junction, Alabama, would often everyday baby powder sweet, not the loud Dakota in 1903 meant so much to my grand-
put on a party dress to “watch flowery perfume she wore to church, but a mother who was born in Alabama in 1898.
Lawrence Welk and babysit Bootsie.” I, quieter Saturday-night-watching-Lawrence- Pondering Dear’s perspective, I’ve come to
Bootsie, wore footie pajamas as we peered Welk sweet and peppery. love “Larry” and his thick German–accented
at and listened to an orchestra play what its You had to get up close to catch a whiff of “wunnerful, wunnerful.”
bandleader called “champagne music.” her Saturday night perfume. I would jump Georgia Minnie Litsey Randall was born
I hated watching Lawrence Welk almost as in her arms and put my nose in her neck as in a place, Dallas County, Alabama, and at a
much as I loved my grandmother. soon as she walked through the front door time, the late nineteenth century, where the
To my Black Detroit kindergarten ears and of my parents’ home. After receiving the first expectation was Black people were servants
eyes everything about The Lawrence Welk of my many hugs of the evening, my father’s and white people were served; where the
Show seemed slow and boring—except the mother would stride straight to the ornate norm was Black people entertained and white
bubbles that opened the black-and-white television console and cut on ABC. people were entertained; and where it was
episodes and sometimes floated through the The Lawrence Welk Show debuted on na- widely understood by the powers that ran
air during a dance number. tional television in 1955, and new episodes Alabama out of the state capitol in Montgom-
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transgressive audience. She introduced me Creek farmhouse was in an unfinished attic everyone didn’t watch Lawrence Welk with
to that power with perfume, bubbles, and up a rickety stair. She had relations who their grandmother like I did, but all the cool
music from the magic box. lived next door full time on the island, a cats I knew did watch the “Sullivan show”
young husband and wife. The husband was every Sunday God sent, to see if any “of us”
26 WINTER 2021 Louis Armstrong on The Johnny Cash Show in 1970 © Everett Collection
Solutions for
a healthy environment
start in the South.
child plus Johnny Cash version of “Son of on the record: there was a Black male body in pianist who grew up near Beale Street; who
Hickory Holler’s Tramp” is worth a listen half a the room when the “Blue Yodel” magic hap- studied music at Fisk; who wrote one of the
century later. Cash devoted whole episodes to pened in 1930. Then they prepare to reprise great jazz standards of all time, “Struttin’
songwriters and often talked about songwrit- the 1930 performance with a 1970 perfor- with Some Barbeque”; who had a number
ing. All this was an auspicious introduction to mance to underscore, to make visible and one when Ray Charles covered her song “Just
Nashville for me. Watching Johnny Cash on audible to Cash’s audience, the reality that for a Thrill” in 1959; and who had a posthu-
Fishing Creek was a first step on my journey there was Black presence as well as influence mous cut on Ringo Starr’s 1978 album Bad
to becoming a country songwriter. at the very beginning of recorded country Boy. The cut for which the album is named
I knew O. C. Smith, Louis Armstrong, music. Armstrong introduces the reprise is Ringo’s remix of Lil’s 1936 single “Brown
Stevie Wonder, Mahalia Jackson, Edwin with these words, “I will tell you what we’ll Gal.” That’s who Armstrong and Cash erase
Hawkins, and the Staple Singers from my do. We will say we give it to them in black from their early days of country story when
earlier childhood listening to Motown. Char- and white.” Then they—Louis Armstrong, they tell it on national television.
ley Pride was new to me. And so were some Johnny Cash, and Bill Walker—go on to play Don’t believe Lil was there? There’s proof.
of the women songwriters and singers on the classic, which includes the lyrics, “down The sheet music for the “Blue Yodel #9” ses-
the show—Joni Mitchell, Buffy Sainte-Marie, in Memphis, corner of Beale and Main.” sion has been located. On it, in Jimmie Rod-
and Jeannie C. Riley. Lulu I had adored from Cash sings and plays Jimmie Rodgers’s gers’s own handwriting (authenticated by
To Sir, with Love, a film I had seen in Detroit part. Louis plays Louis. Bill Walker plays the experts), the acknowledgement that “Louie’s
before moving to Washington in January of piano, plays Lil’s part. Yep, a Black woman is wife Lil” played the piano.
1968. Cass Elliot, Dusty Springfield, Jimmie Rodgers is often called the
Judy Collins, and Loretta Lynn made father of country music. For the work
the strongest positive impression All this was an she did on “Blue Yodel #9,” we need
on me. The Carter Family, Linda to start thinking about acknowledg-
Ronstadt, Brenda Lee, Patti Page, ing Lil as its midwife. I believe Lil
Lynn Anderson, and Tammy Wyn-
auspicious introduction may have written the version of “Blue
ette, who I would one day quote Yodel #9” played on the session. If
leaving my first husband, were far to Nashville for me. that is true, she is arguably, instead,
less interesting to me back then. a mother of country.
The men who interested me most? Watching Johnny Cash What is for sure: there is a Black
Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, and presence at the very beginning, in
Kris Kristofferson. Kristofferson the seminal song—and most people
reminded me of the male teachers
on Fishing Creek was wouldn’t have known it if not for
in my hippie school, Georgetown Johnny Cash inviting Louis Arm-
Day School. a first step on my strong into a conversation intended
The Johnny Cash Show was my to correct lapses in the historical re-
soul-country primer. It only failed journey to becoming cord. Johnny Cash used music on the
me once. magic box of television to blast light
on the Black roots of country way
a country songwriter.
L et’s revisit the moment. October
28, 1970. Louis Armstrong is the
guest. The two men sit down to play what replaced by a white man in a song that refers
back in 1970.
The year Soul Train came on the
air, 1971, is the year The Johnny Cash Show,
many people consider to be the first great to laundry markings on a shirt—and if that’s The Ed Sullivan Show, and The Lawrence
country song, “Blue Yodel #9.” Armstrong not Black female Memphis signifying, well, Welk Show were canceled by their networks.
talks about being in Los Angeles and getting God didn’t make little green apples. And O.C. Born in 1959, I was raised on music from the
a phone call from Jimmie Rodgers inviting Smith didn’t sing some of his other big hits magic box of television. In the twenty-first
him to play on a session. on The Johnny Cash Show. century, I revisit my raising on a MacBook
“I’ve been knowing Jimmie for a long time Cash and Armstrong do an honorable and Pro tuned to YouTube.
and following up his music too and I woke powerful job of putting a Black body in the Recently I discovered a clip of LaVern
up one morning and Jimmie said, ‘Man I feel room where the “Blue Yodel” magic hap- Baker singing “Tweedlee Dee” on The Ed
like singing some blues y’know.’ I say, ‘OK, pened in 1930. Why then do they choose to Sullivan Show on November 20, 1955, four
Daddy, you sing some blues and I’m going erase the presence of the second Black body years before I was born. Some night soon I’m
to blow behind you,’ and that’s the way the in the room? Lil Hardin Armstrong, Louis dressing up, putting on perfume to watch,
record started, y’know.” Armstrong’s second wife, played on every listen, and wonder. Did Dear see this jewel
The recording session occurred July 16, bar of the song. the first time around?
1930. When Cash states, “You played trumpet I’ve seen pictures of Lil Hardin Armstrong One magic music box, television, sustained
on a session with the late Jimmie Rodgers, in Los Angeles with Louis around the time me through a complicated Motown child-
the father of country music,” there is gravitas of the Jimmie Rodgers recording session. hood; a different one, the laptop, sustains
in his tone. It seems Cash intends to set the She’s a stylish beauty, but she was far more me through the complications of my Music
record straight. Certainly, he gets a new fact than eye candy. She was a classically trained City mature age.
28 WINTER 2021
Our Us (Three Syllables)
BY ED PAVLI
MADISON, WI: 1981 end has less broken glass and sweep shards school we play whenever we can. At lunch
into the grass with our feet. The wind brings there might be like fifteen kids in the game.
’m fourteen. It’s a quarter mile along the tangy pizza smell up to the park. Darryl There’s only one ball so you might touch the
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really rise, curl and foam and echo all the of the chain net at the park. Or get the rim. Don’t tell me. Tell Junior ’cause you know
time even if you’re not there? The whole Or even just hold the ball still and watch Junior will tell me. Our me.
time. The quick tips of my fingers graze the it. Like you care, or “worse.” Flick it with I remember last year thinking all these
brown skin of the ball just enough to make your wrist and just watch. The whole time, was games. And I mean they still games but
it spin faster but not enough to knock it off. ablaze, and the right way to touch is mostly something’s moved, the way they—the way
Something in its spinning keeps it there. something soft in the tips of your fingers, we—move has moved. And now something’s
Right there. Like that other “this here our perfect backspin on the ball. The whole driving the moves from inside. From way far
shit” song said, just a touch, just a little bit— time that’s what it was. Take it to the bridge: off inside whatever that means. And inside
it’s in my mind, just a little bit. “Can I have the peanut butter? Of course you what? Inside us I guess. Our us. Three syl-
I’d always played all the sports. Especial- can.” Like something with no name moved lables: yeah it’s wrong on the test. Wrong or
ly football. We played in the field, even on along with you, like something you almost not it’s right there. The whole time. And all of
gravel if there was enough snow. We played touched could touch you almost soft enough a sudden there’s way more of us than there
baseball: two-on-two, no right field and sup- to backspin you back and everythang so so were. Our us. There’s some electrical-feeling
ply your own pitcher; or one-on-one, STRIKE mello-o-o—Master Gee: “a touch of lightning thing going on between us. That space I’d felt
OUT, against the dumpster in the Holiday a taste of fire.” filling up and everythang so so mello-o-o
Inn parking lot right behind the duplex on And now, in the game, the voices got waves at the park with Carrie and them is always
Dwight Drive. But, last year, when I got back like at the beach curling into foam with low there between us now. And always was but
from California for eighth grade carrying echoes. Like our voices are also made of hips, then how far back does always was go? I
that moved way of moving it turned out the shoulders, the way Gene’s calves got shark don’t know how far but wherever it goes
way sports moves had moved too. And foot- fins, and maybe “worse.” In a way it feels back to you could say that’s where this our
ball was just a big-ass fight. So, soon, it me is from. It’s wrong on the test but so
was all about basketball. Like in them big is the test; always was.
all-crossed-up-that-won’t-cross-back-out Naw you still can’t see our moved way
games of hustle at lunch. Everything con- That’s where I first of moving move but it feels thick till you
nected. You step out and guard someone could almost swim up off the ground and
with the ball and they score in your eye remember feeling float—all off up into it. Or drown in it. Or
and don’t let it be point game and every- fight about it.
body got something to say about what Or lose it and be lost forever.
happened to your face. All day. And don’t
the space between You mean lost like them?
step out and let it be Odelle’s shooting- Maybe.
and-he-don’t-even-look-at-the-hoop ass all of us fill up Like if all of a sudden you were some-
and he scores all in your eye and then one lost living inside a stranger who lost
everyone talking about that—yeah it was with something and lives inside a stranger who lost. They
like that before. out there. You can feel them ’cause you
But it wasn’t like this before. I mean be- can’t feel them. No one says anything
fore this our us warm fluid thing between
we couldn’t see. about this. But I know it’s not just me. Not
everyone. The crossed-up thing in our even just our me. Or maybe everything
arms and legs that don’t uncross. That so everyone says is about this. Because it’s
close thing that’s so close it’s too far away to deep to step out—like there’s danger in it. like everything our everyone says is sud-
feel by yourself so you gonna need somebody Danger inside it. Like something else in ev- denly thick or smooth (with a vee) or salty
else. That more of us than you can see thing. eryone else is watching. Like all of us—our or sweet with this. With this—us. Our us,
Boom box and basketball: “it’s up my back us—isn’t just what it was and now each other and something from way far away inside
it’s around my neck.” Sugar Hill Sugar Hill. A is maybe everything but me; or it’s like we’re is watching. And something else—maybe
thousand beats and rhythms. Jocko and them all scrambled pieces of each other just as something lost forever—inside something
looking like the Time leaning against the wall much as we even really ourselves like “one else watches that. Yeah, watches but can’t
of the gym talking about they GQ down with for the trouble two for the time” like songs see it. Like the song about the queen under
they wet curls and Jazzman suits and racing cut together by Flash on the wheels of steel. the Egyptian moonlight sang: “Your eyes
bikes: Yellow Jersey; Campagnolo. S-curl. Or almost. The whole time. “Flash two times: won’t believe what your mind can’t con-
Smooth with a vee. Jocko’s big box banging: ‘good. good.’” Or like in the bathroom by ceive.” Can’t see that to watch any one of
“Spread it with some jel-ly. Peanut butter, myself and like what’s gonna happen next!? our us is to see all of us. And that means,
can’t be beat!” A thousand ways to almost And don’t stop the music ok but why can’t forever, each of us smuggles our us into
touch somebody. “Share, share with me.” I stop? Till it’s over and then when it’s over doorways labeled: ADMIT ONE. So if you
Someone says “play that Twennynine again!” it’s almost like it’s already started again. Like see me it’s not me. It’s our me. And if you
And then Junior quits the game and goes all wet waves of S-curls at the beach if you’re can’t see that you don’t know me and then
fluid-boned and locking robot moves right there and probably even if you’re not. And I I wonder about you.
there on the court. Man that boy can float. don’t know if it’s right. But it’s true. Our us. The whole time, ablaze, right here.
Or even just the ball itself. The slip-sound I know the truth by waves and echoes and And all them lost ones they can’t see it not
of nylon in the gym. Thwap. The tight catch that invisible fluid between us. even with a telescope.
32 WINTER 2021
GEORGE GRUHN (pictured) understood from an early age the importance
of a musician’s need to play an instrument they love. He descibes
Gruhn Guitars as an adoption agency for instruments — making sure
each one finds the right home for over 50 years.
Alvin Ailey
Finds
His Voice
BY MARK BURFORD
S
ometime during the early months
of 1961, Alvin Ailey, a thirty-year-
old African American dancer and
aspiring actor, walked past Gerde’s
Folk City—the New York venue Bob
Dylan called “the preeminent folk club in
America”—and was stopped in his tracks.
Ailey was heading home from rehearsal for
the William Saroyan play Talking to You at
the East End Theater four blocks away: “I
used to go through Washington Square Park
in Greenwich Village to get to the subway,
and one day I passed by this club called Folk
City and heard a voice singing ‘[In the] Eve-
ning When the Sun Goes Down,’ one of my
favorite blues songs.” The voice belonged
to John Sellers, a Mississippi-born migrant
to Chicago, who, following the example of
gospel songster Sister Rosetta Tharpe, added
“Brother” to his stage name. He eventually
found his way to New York, where he became
a fixture at Gerde’s as both a performer and
an emcee.
A frumpy cabaret tucked on the corner
of West 4th and Mercer Streets, Gerde’s
brought together bohemia and the blues,
booking the likes of Dylan, Pete Seeger, conjured by Sellers’s voice—above all, the remember, admonish, implore, testify, and
Joan Baez, and John Lee Hooker alongside landmark Revelations. rejoice. Built around sequences of African
local favorites for patrons who ate, drank, The historical importance of Revelations is American religious songs—including two in
smoked, and sang along from the club’s secure. It has become the best-known—surely the final section sung by Sellers—the work,
densely packed tables. Ailey vividly recalled the most-watched—American concert dance as Langston Hughes described it, “explores
the night he heard Sellers: “I said to myself, of all time, performed continuously by Alvin motivations and emotions of American Negro
‘Who the hell is that singing?’ I started stop- Ailey American Dance Theater (AAADT) religious music.” Even more, it is a work that
ping by the club all the time to listen to for sixty years. For many of the countless pointedly brought to audiences across the
Brother John sing.” The back-home familiar- millions who have seen the dance, its im- country and around the world rituals of a
ity that Sellers’s sound summoned for Ailey, ages and choreography are indelible; the Black South embraced by many as a point of
who was raised in southeast Texas about huddled bodies, individuated yet allied, with origin. For a cohort of race-conscious African
fifty miles south of Waco, harmonized with outstretched arms and splayed fingers in its Americans who got to know the work in the
the vision that he was eager to pursue in incantational opening scene, conveying a 1960s, the sight and sound of Revelations
original pieces for his new dance company, sense of shared history and collective aspi- were a powerful cultural-political touchstone.
works weaving together his choreography, ration, come quickly to mind. But Revela- Robert Maurice Riley’s review of a 1974 perfor-
his attraction to theater, and the memories tions is also haunted by voices, voices that mance, written for the New York Amsterdam
Brother John Sellers performing at Gerde's Folk City on May 24, 1964.
34 WINTER 2021 Photo by Irwin Gooen. Courtesy Mitch Blank
News, took a personal turn to convey to the for a new work: “I told him that I wanted to megahit “Move On Up a Little Higher” was in
paper’s Black readership Revelations’ spirit do a dance called Roots of the Blues, and I fact recorded in 1946 by Sellers, who surely
of convocation. “On these special evenings, would love to have him sing for me.” plucked it from Jackson’s song list. But un-
and you are Black, and you are sitting proudly Roots of the Blues premiered in June 1961 like Jackson, who conspicuously rebuffed
in the City Center Theatre,” Riley reflected, at the Boston Arts Festival as part of a pan- invitations to sing the blues, Sellers had no
“you say quietly to yourself (Some have even orama of twentieth-century American dance. qualms about Black popular music. Forg-
said it aloud!), ‘Umm-hmm. This is me. This is A late addition to the program—identified ing an independent career in the decade
where I come from.’” only by the placeholder title “Jazz Piece” in after World War II, he recorded alternately
Bookended by these generative encoun- advance publicity—Roots of the Blues was a as “Brother John Sellers” and “Big Johnny
ters—Ailey finding a voice resounding with pas de deux with de Lavallade that further Sellers,” cutting tracks that toggled back and
Black vernacular sensibilities and soul-era au- explored “the pain, desolation, frustrations, forth between venerable church songs and
diences empowered by music and movement heart-aches, lost-love and social discontent the latest rhythm and blues, from “Pilgrim
that affirmed the distinctiveness of African of the Southern Negro.” In each of the work’s of Sorrow” and “Precious Lord” to “Busy
American cultural expression—Revelations’ five sections—“Waiting,” “Jack of Diamonds,” Bootin’” and “The Right Kind of Loving.”
first decade as a concert dance was nour- “In the Evening,” “Backwater Blues,” and In the mid-1950s, Sellers, billed as “Mahalia
ished by the meeting of two Black southerners “Mean Ole Frisco”—Ailey and de Lavallade Jackson’s protégé” and “a lusty singer of deep
whose work together bridged time and place, danced to songs sung by Sellers. No docu- south songs,” caught the folk revival wave in
for each other and for generations to come. mentation of Roots of the Blues has survived, Chicago and began to repackage himself as
but de Lavallade remembered the piece as a folk singer. If Saturday night belonged to
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came not from distinctive talent but because more soul, a lot more to offer.” Sellers’s most that became “a very strong connection with
he feasted on crumbs from Jackson’s table. valuable capital may have been his skill as a them.” Mutual reminiscences of “holy roller”
Similarly, in New York, certain members of Black vernacular musical pharmacist willing churches, street corner singers, and touring
the Gerde’s crowd, particularly young white and able to fill whatever prescription crossed tent shows—both recalled seeing the Silas
male musicians who studied hungrily at the his counter, though for some observers his Green Minstrels as children—bonded the
feet of older Black master practitioners like cultural fluency veered dangerously close to two men. Around the time they met, Ailey
Mississippi John Hurt and South Carolina inauthentic stylistic promiscuity. wrote the poem “John Sellers Sings” in trib-
native Blind Reverend Gary Davis—singer- But if Sellers-cynics detected self-con- ute to his new friend and collaborator. De
guitarists whose careers were resurrected scious mannerism, Ailey heard true grit, “a Lavallade, who described Sellers’s voice as
by the 1960s blues revival—also had their Mississippian who sang the blues with real “rooted in the earth,” noted the fortuitous
doubts. “I never took Brother John Sellers dirt in his voice.” For Ailey, questions of style timing of their acquaintance: “It was where
very seriously as an artist, to be truthful,” were secondary to the preeminence of place. Alvin wanted to go. He wanted to do all the
banjo player Dick Weissman mused, remem- Ailey’s deep emotional ties to what he often things of the South.”
bering Sellers’s reception among a circle of referred to as the “blood memories” of his
Gerde’s regulars who found his act to be
less rootsy than shtick. “I think part of the
problem with Brother John is that a lot of
Texas upbringing, choreographed in Roots
of the Blues and Revelations, helped forge
the most immediate and visceral attachment
A forerunner of Ailey’s celebration of south-
ern Black life was Zora Neale Hurston’s
1932 folk concert “The Great Day,” a snap-
us…were really into Gary Davis and Gary to Sellers, with whom he shared a “tremen- shot of an African American community
Davis seemed to us to have, I don’t know, a lot dous love for and respect for the music” at a southern Florida railroad camp. Not
Photo by Jack Mitchell from Alvin Ailey’s Roots of the Blues. From left to right: Carmen de Lavallade, Brother John Sellers, Alvin
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strictly a concert dance, “The Great Day” With its dynamic and diverse movement Ailey, eager to incorporate his voice into
staged Hurston’s anthropological and folk- vocabulary, theatrical staging, live music, Revelations, took Sellers’s recommendation
loric research by blending spoken dialogue, and more concise presentation, the revised of songs that would best enable him to do
music, and Hurston’s own choreography. The Revelations was made-for-TV dance. On so and overhauled the final church scene
performance anticipated Blues Suite and March 4, 1962, Revelations was broadcast na- accordingly.
Revelations most notably through the inclu- tionally on the CBS Sunday morning program
sion of sung spirituals, a section featuring a
sermon by an itinerant minister, and a scene
set in a local pleasure house reminiscent of
Lamp Unto My Feet, then the longest-running
religious series on television. It was a coming
out of sorts for the dance and a document
T he years following their appearance on
Lamp Unto My Feet saw the Ailey com-
pany’s irrepressible rise from an exciting
the Dew Drop Inn. of Sellers’s close work with the Ailey com- novelty troupe to a modern dance pow-
Ailey “did extensive research, listened pany. In Revelations, CBS advertised in major erhouse. As the Sixties unfolded, AAADT
to a lot of music, [and] dug even deeper newspapers, “Spirituals and gospel songs and built an international reputation through the
into my early Texas memories” to create the dances they have inspired are brought rapturous response to their performances
Revelations, which premiered at Kaufmann together…against dramatic backgrounds of during high-profile tours of Europe, Latin
Concert Hall in New York on January 31, the Deep South.” America, Africa, and the Soviet Union. In
1960. Because of the costume colors, Ailey The climactic final section took viewers to 1962, the U.S. State Department, which had
dancers commonly identify the three major church. As “Move, Members, Move!” opened initially balked at a group “not of the caliber
sections of Revelations—“Pilgrim of Sor- on the black-and-white Lamp broadcast, the to bear any designation as the official repre-
row,” “Take Me to the Water,” and “Move, scene-shifting sound of gospel piano accom- sentation from the United States,” sent the
Members, Move!”—as the “brown section,” panied a close-up of a wood-framed church, Ailey company on a fifteen-week, ten-country
“white section,” and “yellow section,” respec- further layered with barbershop-style banter cultural diplomacy tour of Southeast Asia
tively. Each is choreographed to a short set of by Black men’s voices calling on members to and Australia. Three of the works that the
songs. A supplication for spiritual liberation, “Praise the Lord with the dance.” The camera group took with them—Roots of the Blues,
“Pilgrim of Sorrow” is set to the spirituals finally settled on Sellers, dressed as a robed Revelations, and a new folksong-based dance
“I’ve Been ’Buked and I’ve Been Scorned,” minister, standing solemnly and motionless created by Ailey especially for the tour, Been
“Didn’t My Lord Deliver Daniel,” and “Fix at a pulpit with both palms resting on the Here and Gone—featured Sellers singing on-
Me, Jesus.” Ailey’s inspiration for “Take Me lectern. With slight reverb adding a hint of stage, playing prescribed characters in each
to the Water” was his memory of watching gravitas to his voice, Sellers initiated the ac- theatrical setting. Sellers’s tightening bond
baptisms in Rogers. “I was held spellbound tion by singing the brooding Dr. Watts hymn with the Ailey group was evident when the
by the swaying of white garbed acolytes, familiar among Baptists, “The Day Is Passed company performed their State Department
going to the river to be submerged and born and Gone,” a lugubrious dirge backed by the repertory in advance of the trip, billed in the
anew,” Ailey recalled, and the section fea- harmonized moans of the off-camera Howard concert program as “The Alvin Ailey Dance
tures “Honor, Honor,” “Wade in the Water,” Roberts Chorale. The camera slowly pulled Theatre starring Carmen de Lavallade and
and “I Wanna Be Ready,” the latter a gripping back to show the eight dancers, including Brother John Sellers.” Ailey consistently pro-
solo for male dancer. Ailey himself, sitting on stools, fanning, rock- grammed the work of other choreographers,
Originally a sixty-five-minute ballet, too ing, and assenting as members of Sellers’s and he composed dances to music ranging
long for a program of other works, Ailey feeling-the-spirit congregation. from Duke Ellington to British composer
trimmed Revelations to the thirty-minute The meditative mood was broken and the Ralph Vaughan Williams to singer-songwriter
suite known today. The most comprehensive dancers were set into motion by Sellers kick- Laura Nyro. Propelling his success in these
change in the condensed version of Revela- ing off a new song, “You May Run On for early years above all, however, was the re-
tions was a radical makeover of the now a Long Time,” an up-tempo, jubilee staple ception of Revelations, a work critics were
famous yellow section, danced to live music popular among postwar male quartets. The already hailing as Ailey’s “masterpiece” and
to accommodate the presence of Sellers. tune was right in Sellers’s wheelhouse and the the company’s “signature dance.”
None of the songs from the 1960 premiere influence of Jackson’s gospel swing was on Far from transcendent art, Revelations
of the concluding “Move, Members, Move!” full display in the syncopated rhythmic play was deeply enmeshed in its dynamic histori-
were kept. Instead, it now began with “Sin- of Sellers singing over the song’s stop-time cal moment. As the influential critic Clive
ner Man” and its tense warning of divine verses. Together, the two songs simulated an Barnes observed, times were changing, as
retribution. Added as well were two songs invocation and sermon; AAADT programs modern dance in the U.S. for the first time
recommended and sung by Sellers—“The identify the latter as a “Preaching Spiritual.” witnessed the emergence of a small handful
Day Is Passed and Gone” and “You May Revelations concluded with the escalating of “super-companies,” led by Paul Taylor,
Run On for a Long Time”—chosen, Sellers jubilation of “Rocka My Soul in the Bosom of Merce Cunningham, Martha Graham, and
explained, to capture “the way it’s done in Abraham”—part modern dance, part country Ailey. “The growing popularity of modern
the typical South today and in many of the reel—sung during the broadcast by the Rob- dance, coupled with the growing interest in
smaller churches who keep up with the old erts Chorale, with Sellers as a soloist during black artists,” another writer noted in 1970,
traditionals around Chicago.” In present-day the verses. The revamped “Move, Members, uniquely set the stage for Ailey. AAADT’s
AAADT performances, Sellers continues to Move!” and the conspicuous showcasing of commemoration of the African American
be credited as a co-arranger of these two Sellers, the only non-dancer seen on screen, experience resonated with the late-Sixties
musical numbers. suggests that shortly after meeting the singer, soul era and Black Arts Movement, rooted
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in a cultural pride and racial consciousness
that were a call to arms and a shout-out to
Black audiences from within even main-
stream popular culture. If concert dance
retained its reputation as an elite white in-
stitution, Ailey and his dancers staked their
claim as African American culture bearers,
appearing on the Black-targeted public
television shows On Being Black, Like It
Is, and Soul!. On the enormously popular
Soul! in 1974, during a special episode titled
“Alvin Ailey: Memories and Visions,” Ailey was
unequivocal both about his origins—“I’m a
black man whose roots are in the sun and the
dirt of the South”—and about the central-
ity of the blues, the gospel church, and the
voice of “the incomparable Brother John I Am Bound for de Kingdom
Sellers” to the artistic vision of his southern-
themed works. BY MARLANDA DEKINE
At the same time, whatever the perceived
singularity of the Ailey company, “Black —after Florence Price and Marian Anderson
dance” was still under negotiation. In the
late Sixties and early Seventies, Black danc- My granddaddy Silas was born on the Nightingale plantation
ers and choreographers were actively theo- in Plantersville, South Carolina, on riverbanks that loved
rizing and organizing, seeking to establish three generations of my kin, captured
equal standing within the broader profes- in a green-tinted photograph, hanging in my daddy’s den.
sional dance field while also determined to
build autonomous institutions that would Tonight, my eyes will take each old-world bird from the cropped space,
support culturally relevant domains of send them home with their songs and favorite foods.
practice and criteria for evaluation. “What
is and/or can be the role of dance in our Look out for me I’m a-coming too
Black world?” the Black dance newsletter
The Feet asked in 1970. “What is the role of with rice, okra, hard-boiled eggs, and Lord Calvert.
the dancer in the up and coming, already My daddy says if I get out of my car on Nightingale land,
existing situation that we as Black people the folks who own it might shoot. My daddy says,
live in today?” For Ailey, dance theater held “Never leave the driveway.”
the potential to mobilize individual and
shared memories of “Black roots” in the Glory into my soul
rural South. But the particular contribu-
tion of Revelations is brought into focus I watch all of my ascendants. Their faces reflecting me
when the work is considered in counter- in that photograph. Their eyes are dead
point with alternate approaches to “Black black-eyed Susans.
dance” taken by Ailey’s accomplished, if
less visible, contemporaries. These includ-
ed such dancer-choreographers as Arthur
Mitchell, whose Dance Theatre of Harlem
was founded, somewhat controversially, to
wed Black bodies and classical ballet tech-
nique; Eleo Pomare, who sought to docu-
ment the stark realism of modern Black
urban life from the inside and on its own
terms; Rod Rodgers, who, determined not
to be a “professional black man,” pursued
non-representational abstraction unbe-
holden to “simplified traditional images”;
and Katherine Dunham and Babatunde Ola-
tunji, for whom Black dance was inescapably
Afro-diasporic dance.
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Understood in this context, the meteoric tending a special Ailey concert titled “In the said in 2011. “He was a legend because he
success of the Ailey company raised pressing Black Tradition,” which he described as “an was connected with Revelations. Everybody
questions within African American dance entire two hours of dance that relate directly who went to Revelations heard him sing.”
communities about the politics of origins and specifically to ‘The Black Experience.’” Bailey recalled how he and his peers em-
and of audiences. African traditional dance He reveled in the thrill of a whole program braced Sellers as an elder, as a living link
and Afrocentric thought were at the height featuring nothing but Black choreographers, to a southern past memorialized in Ailey’s
of their popularity in the late 1960s, making including Pearl Primus, Donald McKayle, work, who corroborated cherished beliefs
Ailey’s explicit claiming of the U.S. South as and Dunham, as well as the live music in about Black music: “He was that person who
a Black homeland a distinct, perhaps even Ailey’s own Blues Suite and Revelations. knows how to do the gospel and the blues
maverick, vision for its time. The subject “Then you hear the ‘down home’ voice of because they come out of almost the exact
matter, staginess, and eclectic technique of Brother John Sellers singing the Blues and same source, one religious and one secular.
many Ailey dances enhanced their acces- ‘Holy Spirits’ with clarity and verve,” Riley And he could do it as well as anybody I had
sibility, a feature of Revelations that was concluded, “and when you hear ALL this, ever heard.” Sellers’s canny triangulation
occasionally received with some ambiva- I’m afraid you don’t give a damn whether of performance personas—embodying Sat-
lence. AAADT’s “dazzlingly theatrical and the OTHER people in the audience under- urday night, Sunday morning, and Monday
popular” style offered “dance for audiences stand it or not.” night—paid off, both as a career strategy
that assuredly don’t like dance,” an otherwise By 1964, Ailey had added Sellers’s voice and as an asset in Ailey’s exploration of
supportive reviewer conceded. “The purists to his first blues-based dance and one of interwoven Black vernacular musical tradi-
get uncomfortable. The audiences inevitably his most programmed pieces, Blues Suite, tions through dance theater.
cheer.” The Colombian-born Pomare, who which in tandem with Revelations solidified
professed, “I don’t create works to amuse
white crowds, nor do I wish to show them
how charming, strong, and folksy Negro
the connection of Sellers with the company
over the course of their nearly forty-year
relationship. Sellers continued to perform
T he staying power of Revelations as an
iconic American dance might be ex-
plained by how it sits at an ambiguous in-
people are,” expressed his own skepticism of live with AAADT off and on into the 1990s, tersection of testimony and mythology. Cit-
the crowd-pleasing “romanticism” of works though his voice was more and more often ing memories and visions of people, places,
like Revelations: “I have deliberately stayed heard recorded. But for the company’s major and rituals he had personally known, Ailey
away from Ailey’s concerts for years, because events—their first Broadway appearance at crafted a form of storytelling through images,
I am not so interested in the ‘razzle dazzle’ the Billy Rose Theater in 1969, their Lincoln movement, and music that could bear witness
commercialism.” Center debut in 1974, their participation to the rural southern culture of his youth for
Ailey held that the cross-cultural appeal in Jimmy Carter’s presidential inaugura- New York audiences. Notably, Ailey, like Hur-
of company repertory based on memoires of tion gala in 1977—he was a fixture. With ston, sought to represent a distinctively Black
his Texas upbringing was a strength. Even his confidence perhaps boosted by affili- South that flourished and aspired beyond the
as leading advocates of the Black Arts Move- ations with better-known stars—among gaze and narratives of white southerners. It
ment, like theater scholar Larry Neal, called them Jackson, Dylan, and blues musician is also provocative to register that Ailey’s
for “art that speaks directly to the needs Big Bill Broonzy—Sellers never lacked a southern memories were voice-shaped. For
and aspirations of Black America,” with an sense of self-importance. In future years, most, Sellers is but a footnote, if that, in
aesthetic grounded in “a separate symbol- he haggled with AAADT over intellectual the story of the Ailey company, one of their
ism, mythology, critique, and iconology,” property disagreements, having claimed, many collaborators over the years. But the
Ailey insisted that Revelations “speaks to “I laid out the outlines of Revelations.” He visibility, longevity, and priority of his pres-
everyone,” despite the specificity of its cul- told an interviewer that Gerde’s and the ence in AAADT’s southern repertory indicate
tural reference. “There’s nothing blacker blues revival circuit in Europe had made the intimate relationship between voice and
than the blues,” Ailey told Soul!’s viewers, him “famous” but he “gave all that up” to memory for Ailey.
and yet “blues are global and universal.” help a fledgling dance company at a time The mobility and archival span of Sell-
With white critics fond of casting Pomare when the public didn’t “know nothing about ers’s singing—doing gospel, doing blues,
as the angry Black man of modern dance, Alvin Ailey.” doing folk—and even the variance in what
their praise of Ailey’s integrated company A more measured assessment is that Sell- people heard when Brother John sang, sug-
could sound like a proxy rebuke of Black ers’s close association with Ailey helped to gest a sense of voice that is less about a stable
nationalist politics. Ailey “is no black apostle reboot his reception. Despite listeners who presence than a space of possibilities. In-
of apartheid,” wrote an approving Barnes, perceived something studied, affected, op- spired by memory, Revelations serves up a
“and I love him for it.” portunistic, or even second-rate in Sellers’s delicious fantasy in which we are immersed
Still, for many African Americans, Rev- vocal performances, hearing his voice as in dance but also in ideas about southern
elations extended an invitation to self- part of Ailey’s documentation of the Black Blackness, whether romanticized or po-
recognition in spaces where they were too experience helped make what may have litically potent. It was perhaps the fluidity
infrequently recognized. Whatever the re- seemed bygone and remote feel proximate. and capaciousness of voice as practiced by
ception by white audiences, Riley’s review “Within the black dance cultural world in Sellers—at once authentic and plastic—that
of AAADT’s 1974 season at New York’s City New York, everybody knew Brother John. enabled Ailey to hear the particularity of his
Center acknowledged the pride and cathar- Everybody knew him. He was tremendously origins while also imagining Black dance with
sis of watching the company. Riley was at- respected,” Ailey biographer A. Peter Bailey a universal outlook.
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Lowell George
in Eight and a Half Songs
BY ELIZABETH NELSON
1 . “ E ASY T O S L I P ” tellectual and a pioneering slide guitarist time. He was the worst boyfriend, because he
L
who trafficked in silly songs about fat men was married. Many musicians and producers
ike many people who prove indel- in bathtubs and hamburgers at midnight. who worked with him found the experience
ible, Lowell George was a miasma He was a short and sometimes concerningly life-affirming and beatific, but his own band
of contradictions. He was a Holly- overweight individual who was utterly, even Little Feat was a nonstop apocalypse of roil-
wood kid best known for playing diabolically, irresistible to women. He was ing tensions. He was a sideman to the wildly
an idiosyncratic brand of Southern the best boyfriend, because he was encour- divergent artists Frank Zappa, John Cale,
music that was foremostly appreciated in aging, uncondescending, and solicitous of Rickie Lee Jones, and Robert Palmer, and
the Mid-Atlantic and Europe. He was an in- women’s talent in a manner uncommon to his in every case it made total sense. Lowell’s
40 WINTER 2021 Yellow Guitar, 2021, by Edgar Bryan. Courtesy the artist
talents were limitless and his tastes aggres- average blue whale ingests on a daily basis. Amateur Hour footage available online, but
sively catholic. Like a method actor, he had Lowell George was a whale of a man. apparently none of this historic night. Which
an eerie way of fully transforming himself is a shame because—“Hungarian Rhapsody”
into whatever a project required. Chamber 2 . “ H U N G A R I A N R H A P S O DY ” on harmonica? How even? Why even? Like so
music, blue-eyed soul, and avant-blues all many Lowell anecdotes it explains everything
came to him without inhibition. His best-
known song is 1971’s doleful trucker ballad
“Willin’,” whose formula of “weed, whites,
H is odd life and ambivalent relationship to
fame come with a suitably offbeat origin
story. At the height of the studio system in
and nothing.
Over the next several years he would
master the sitar, piano, and flute. As a high
and wine” has proved a time-tested recipe Hollywood during the 1920s through the schooler he favored jazz stalwarts Herbie
for transcending adversity; the song has been 1940s, his father, Willard Hampton George, Mann and Rahsaan Roland Kirk but soon
covered by everyone from Bob Dylan to Man- was known as the “furrier to the stars,” which enough caught the Byrds live and the rock
dy Moore. He was a man of heroic appetites, is exactly what it sounds like; if a motion & roll bug in the process. After graduation
and they say time loves a hero. Well, maybe picture required its cast to be clad in fur, Wil- he formed a loud, art-damaged outfit called
it does and maybe it doesn’t. “Easy to Slip,” lard Hampton was your man and his Wilshire the Factory, which included future Little
the first song on Little Feat’s second album, Boulevard shop was your destination. This Feat drummer Richie Hayward. The Factory
Sailin’ Shoes, is nothing less than a how-to connection provided a surprising level of achieved only modest success but, in keep-
for a new kind of swaggering, revolutionary entrée into Hollywood social circles. The ing with the surreal nature of their time and
roots music. It’s three minutes and twenty senior George outfitted Rita Hayworth and place, marked appearances on the sitcoms
seconds of Booker T.–groove, Merle-esque Greta Garbo, hunted with W. C. Fields, and F Troop and Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C. playing
twang, and a melody that might elicit fictional versions of themselves. Many
a raised eyebrow from Paul McCartney musicians spend years attempting to
himself. It’s the sound of someone who land the kind of exposure a national
loves country, soul, pop, and confes-
Maybe the only thing television appearance can mean for
sional folk music so much that he can’t their careers. In Lowell George’s life, it
go three minutes without playing them about Lowell George was the sort of thing that just happened.
all at once. That it is not at least as well
known as your average Eagles hit is that seemingly 3 . “ D I R T Y WAT E R ”
objectively weird, but this is something
we should register about Lowell George
and Little Feat: weirdness is the default
setting. Glaring oversights. Accidents of
everyone agrees on F inding a standing gig in the late
’60s was freighted with an urgency
that superseded standard ambitions.
history. Hits that should have been. Hits is that he really did An unemployed musician was a prime
that will never be. target for being drafted into the war
To be fair, for all its ingratiating have very small and in Vietnam.
hooks, “Easy to Slip” vibrates on a much “Everybody was terrified,” guitarist
stranger frequency than the Eagles ever Fred Tackett recalls. “You’re just start-
did. It’s a song about appetites, and
very unusual feet. ing to build your career and all of the
giving in to them, but it betrays no sudden you’re facing a three-year inter-
particular opinion about this. It is not ruption or even death.” The Little Rock,
leering and lusty, but neither is it scolding built a home directly across the road from Arkansas–born Tackett was a recent arrival
or cautionary. If anything it’s dreamy. Errol Flynn. He was widely known as “the in L.A., having been recruited into Jimmy
chinchilla industry’s greatest friend,” a turn Webb’s band. Webb had just scored huge hits
It’s so easy to slip of phrase which rhymes with the explicit as a songwriter with “By the Time I Get to
It’s so easy to fall absurdity of Lowell’s own sensibilities. Phoenix”(for Glen Campbell) and “Up, Up
And let your memory drift Housebound by asthma, Lowell began and Away” (for the 5th Dimension) and used
And do nothing at all taking music lessons at age five and almost his earnings to rent a twelve-room mansion
immediately demonstrated remarkable apti- where official residency was informal and the
Our vices, it seems to say, pull us like the tude. Within a couple years he was perform- party never stopped. That’s where Tackett,
moon pulls the tide. You give in to them fi- ing Franz Liszt’s “Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2” who would contribute many songs to Little
nally not because you want to, or don’t want on harmonica on the televised talent compe- Feat and eventually replace Lowell George
to, but because your vices are who you are. tition Ted Mack’s Original Amateur Hour, a in a re-formed lineup, first encountered him.
This is sad, yes, because your vices will even- forerunner to Star Search and American Idol. “It was a weird mix,” he recalls over the
tually kill you, probably sooner than later. Much of this is lost to history. Some say he phone. “You would wake up and Jimi Hendrix
On the other hand, it’s not so bad, because won, or at least they heard him say he won. would be crashed out on the couch and Peter
you will have lived as Lowell George seems Other accounts claim that a teenage Frank Tork would be barbecuing. The first time I
to have believed was appropriate: viscerally, Zappa was one of his fellow competitors and saw Lowell he was sitting on the floor in a
manically, swallowing whatever is the hu- that both were bested by a tap dancer. None white suit playing sitar, and I asked him if
man equivalent of the forty million krill the of this is verifiable. There is plenty of Original he was interested in playing any psychedelic
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music. He told me no, he was exclusively interested in playing
Indian music. Three weeks later he was in the Standells.”
Of his many awkward couplings, George’s abbreviated stint
in 1968 as frontman for the long-running LA-based garage
titans has a persuasive claim to be his strangest. How it is that
the Standells came to briefly replace their departed drummer
and singer Dick Dodd with an obscure multi-instrumentalist
with a preference for jazz is one of those threads that you can Ode to Coca-Cola, Helium, Carbon
pull on for hours without ever fully unraveling it. The band’s
signature song was and is the mighty “Dirty Water,” a 1965 BY CAL FREEMAN
proto-punk love letter to the muddy banks of the Charles River,
some 2,600 miles from Hollywood, the song that blasts from A half-drunk bottle of Coca-Cola
the speakers of Fenway Park every time the Red Sox record the rests on Johnny McGlynn’s tombstone.
final out in a victory. Which is in itself confusing, promoting as A couple of helium balloons are tied to it too.
it does the fully rational idea that any band singing “Boston, Sarah wonders what the story is.
you’re my home” with that much conviction must have at least Neither of us knew Johnny McGlynn,
some formal or informal connection to the city. They didn’t. brand-loyal McGlynn, lover of soda pop
None of them had ever even been there when they tracked it. McGlynn. He’s neighbors
The Standells retained two original members from their with my father now. My father’s his new neighbor.
initial founding in 1962, which did not prevent George from Sarah left wire flowers in the brass stand
immediately appointing himself the band’s leader. He had next to my father’s name on the black
ideas for freshening up the act. He thought they should do a columbarium wall across the little road
throwback gimmick where they all dressed as greasers. He also from McGlynn’s tombstone.
added a new part to their set where he would sit on a carpet My mother, Peggy O’Neill, picked this spot,
onstage and play solo sitar, so there was at least some truth to called “companionship grove,”
what he told Fred Tackett the first time they met. George’s stint for its proximity to the river.
with the Standells lasted a few months. He made five hundred Johnny McGlynn’s Coca-Cola bottle
dollars a week for his trouble. He wasn’t drafted into the army. puts me in mind of that famous jar
But shortly after, he was drafted into the Mothers of Invention. in Tennessee, the way it bends
the Huron River and Huron River
4 . “ M Y G U I TA R WA N T S Drive to the cemetery’s will.
T O K I L L YO U R M A M A” Hot Coca-Cola is disgusting
to consider on this muggy day.
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I spoke on the phone to Ted Templeman, the storied producer
who helmed two Little Feat LPs, as well as countless classics by
Van Morrison, the Doobie Brothers, and Van Halen. Templeman
and Lowell George became particularly close, speaking almost
nightly in the years before Lowell’s death in 1979, about politics,
martial arts, and the important things in life. Templeman told
me that he thinks Zappa was a bad influence on Lowell.
“A lot of guys were kind of damaged by Frank Zappa in some
way or another,” he said. “He had a way of making people feel
Sarah notes how strange it is to see insecure.”
my mother’s name beneath my father’s And this is something else that we should register about
even though her death date’s unfulfilled— Lowell George: For all his swaggering bravado, he didn’t require
open paren, closed paren, open paren, any assistance in feeling vulnerable.
parents, parent. There’s so much In some ways Zappa and George were very similar. Both had
I don’t want to tell you. There’s even more obsessive work ethics and autocratic tendencies, not to mention
I don’t want to hear myself say, like a willingness to hurt feelings to achieve their aims. In other ways
I’m equal to the task of leaving they couldn’t be more different. Zappa held the use of drugs in
crass symbols with the dead. contempt, while George held it close to his heart. It was a brief
The story of Coca-Cola is well-known meeting of the dangerous minds, but crucial in some sense to
and engaging for cocaine’s understanding why Little Feat never quite stepped right.
appearance as a character, but it’s nothing The best song they tracked together is “My Guitar Wants to
when contrasted with the story of helium, Kill Your Mama” from the 1970 Zappa release Weasels Ripped
that yellow spectral line observed My Flesh. Its legitimate dirty groove (think everything on a
during a solar eclipse in 1868, spectrum of ZZ Top to Curtis Mayfield) is a prelude to stranger
first among the earthly noble gases, things. The lead guitar turns homicidal. The horn section trans-
second among elements in ubiquity. forms into a harmonica and then a marching band and then
Carbon, which mycelium borrows a Spanish guitar. Imagine the Doors if they had ever become
from tree roots to break down matter, legitimately frightening. Little Feat in gestation.
is fourth in abundance; the carbon cycle’s
why there’s little left of your neighbor, 5. “44 BLUES /
Johnny McGlynn, Father. H OW M A N Y M O R E Y E A R S ”
But they treated you to fire
and put you in a box which I placed
inside the columbarium wall.
I think you’d like hearing they treated you to fire
O ne thing—maybe the only thing—about Lowell George
that seemingly everyone agrees on is that he really did
have very small and very unusual feet. Sized eight-and-a-half
from inside your marble; it reminds me and reputedly as wide as they were long, they seemed to have
of Milton’s burning marl. attracted the attention of everyone he encountered. Some say
I look at the carbonated beverage it was Mothers of Invention drummer Jimmy Carl Black who
flat in Flat Rock and remember how inspired the eventual name Little Feat with an offhand remark
I placed a box in a vault during a rehearsal; others credit Lowell’s weed dealer Leslie
and it made phosphorous run to the river, Krasnow. Anyway, the moniker was a fait accompli and in some
and algae stopped the running river, Father. ways an omen. For all of their massive ability, Little Feat always
You watch now like a heron from your felt circumscribed by intrinsic limitations.
gabbled roost. Johnny McGlynn The initial lineup was a murderers’ row of stunning musical
sucks ice in 4/4 time. My mother talent and potentially legitimate murderers. Keyboardist Bill
thinks you deserve a swifter river. Payne, drummer Richie Hayward, and bassist Roy Estrada filled
This one’s gold-green like a pile out a brilliant foursome that tended toward running-in-the-red
of newly minted bills or St. Patrick’s Day frustration. Hayward and George had both been members of
swag scattered in a parking lot. the Factory and the Mothers, and their relationship was tumul-
Pretend luck starved of oxygen, tuous on a good day. Both were hard-headed. They were also
this way we speak of graves brothers-in-law, married at one time to the sisters Patte and
and what you would’ve liked. Pam Price, part of an incestuous overlap within the band, like
an under-the-radar Fleetwood Mac. They fought relentlessly,
and often violently, for years. Billy Payne was no shrinking
violet himself. Roy Estrada is currently serving a life sentence
in Texas for felony child abuse. It was sort of a fucked-up scene.
George seemed to have taken to heart Zappa’s control-freak
tendencies, and the rendering of their self-titled debut quickly
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devolved into a fraught showdown with the beat, control the rhythm. You have to passing fascination is not the same as a full-
producer and friend Russ Titelman over hold Richie down.” born inheritance. Lowell lost himself in these
everything from creative direction to pub- Hayward was unsurprisingly chagrined roles: the Dr. John–prescribed Delta blues
lishing rights. The sessions would engender with both the assessment of his playing and raconteur or the truck-driving Olympian of
a permanent rift. At some point during the the addition of his new rhythmic minder, but “Willin’.” There is something inspiring about
recording, George sliced off a chunk of his the results were unquestionably successful. this devotion but also something fraught.
left palm in an accident with, of all things, Tracks like the sultry “Walkin’ All Night” When Little Feat fans heard “On Your Way
a model airplane. Ry Cooder agreed to fill and the exuberant “Two Trains” marinate Down,” they didn’t think of Allen Toussaint.
in on guitar, playing slide on several tracks in a newly discovered sense of space while They thought of Hollywood’s very own Low-
before George’s ego could no longer stand George’s vocals are a more than credible ell George.
it. While tracking the tune “44 Blues / How pastiche of his obvious model Dr. John. A In 1972, Lowell first met up with Raitt, who
Many More Years,” he grabbed his guitar year after Creedence Clearwater Revival cul- was at the time a fledgling singer-songwriter
and engaged Cooder in a legendary duel minated their breathtaking run with the LP and fellow slide guitarist on the L.A. scene.
which promptly reduced his injured hand Mardi Gras, here came another group of Cali- The attraction was powerful and mutual.
to a bloody pulp. It’s some of the best music fornians paying loving homage to the bayou. Per Ben Fong-Torres’s excellent 2013 band
on the record. “Two Trains,” in particular, is a beacon history, Willin’, Raitt describes the dynamic
In spite of—or because of—the perilous en- of borderline unseemly Dionysian groove, a this way: “He was really a fox. I mean, he was
vironment, Little Feat is a landmark roots LP, song that Lowell liked so well he’d re-record one of the most attractive men I’ve ever seen.
slotting comfortably alongside the Stones’ it for his solo debut, Thanks, I’ll Eat It Here. A I mean, I fell hard for him. He neglected to
Sticky Fingers and Rod Stewart’s Every Pic- traditional second-line New Orleans rhythm mention that he had a family.” When she
ture Tells a Story from the same year, all and whooping backing vocals (including found this out, they broke up, as you would
three of them records that alchemize coun- Bonnie Raitt) set to a gnomic narrative about expect. Yet the two remained friends and
try, soul, and blues into a vernacular which love, betrayal, and a couple of trains that collaborators, and Raitt remained a feature
paradoxically feels both novel and timeless. either are or are not going the right direc- part of the so-called Little Feat Auxiliary of
Strong reviews and no shortage of ace mate- tion, and anyway, how would you know the fellow musicians who would abet the group
rial notwithstanding—including the winsome difference? on records and on stage.
character study “Truck Stop Girl,” the stoner- Linda Ronstadt—Linda Ronstadt!—relays
boogie anthem “Hamburger Midnight,” and Illusion it is just the same conclusion a similar story about spending the night with
the first appearance of “Willin’”—Little Feat I don’t know how to play the game George only to be awoken by his pregnant
sold abysmally and Warner Bros. waffled on Of what it is or how it’s going to be wife, Liz, whom he had also neglected to dis-
greenlighting a second release. When one train is my friend and the cuss prior to that morning. Per Fong-Torres,
other train is me Ronstadt described the encounter: “And I
6 . “ T WO T R A I N S ” said, ‘Well, come in.’ I felt some solidarity
So thorough was Little Feat’s mastery of with her at that point—you just do… So she
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house rocking, and the culinary goods just amplify the visit. Come for the food.
Stay for the music. We’ve saved a seat just for you.
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In Montana
BY JESSICA LYNNE
I
n Montana, the sky seems endless. From overzealous puppy, marveling at the infinite In 2018, we flew into Billings the last week
the passenger seat of the white Toyota blue as we drive away from the sleepy Billings of June for something akin to a father-
Tundra my dad has rented for our five- airport. My dad has driven a truck my entire daughter trip. My dad first suggested
day trip here in the state, I keep pok- life and riding with him in one usually means the trip in January, to commemorate the
ing my head out of the window like an there is business to attend to. fortieth anniversary of his graduation from
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I n the winter months leading up to our trip,
my father gets in touch with a reference
historian at the Montana Historical Society
rado to escape the brutality of plantation
life and its afterlives. As Glenda Riley writes
in her essay “American Daughters: Black
century rolled on. This new Ozark quickly
became the jazz joint to welcome musicians,
comedians, and dancers such as Beulah Bry-
Research Center to learn the gravesite loca- Women in the West,” during this period, ant, pianist Oscar Dennard, and a young
tion of Mary Fields. Fields, a Black woman “thousands of Southern blacks traveled up Redd Foxx.
thought to have been born into slavery in the Missouri River and along other routes in The Ozark was a major stop for musicians
Tennessee, eventually made her way to an attempt to escape the evils of sharecrop- touring west from cities like Detroit, Chicago,
Montana in the late 1880s after joining the ping, tenant farming, and antiblack senti- and Minneapolis or athletes in town com-
group of nuns charged with running the St. ment. Seeking a better life in the ‘promised peting or conducting visits at the military
Peter’s mission in Cascade, Montana. Her land,’ they sought employment in cities or on bases. “When Joe Louis toured the air bases
reputation was noteworthy: tough, brash, farms, worked as cowhands, homesteaded, in 1945, he was ‘wined and dined’ by military
no-nonsense yet reliable, hardworking. She or created both rural and urban all-black leaders during the daytime,” Robison writes
was also a smoker and a drinker and found communities.” in his article “Breaking Barriers: Everyone’s
comfort in the local saloons much to the In Montana, the cities of Helena, Bozeman, Welcome at the Ozark Club,” “but he spent
ire of Great Falls’s Jesuit bishop, John Bap- and Butte saw their Black populations rise his evenings at the Ozark Club.” The same
tist Brondell. The activities were enough to as Black servicemen, particularly Buffalo went for prominent figures such as the Har-
get Fields banned from the mission in 1894. Soldiers during the years of 1888–1898, found lem Globetrotters or big band leaders like
However, the next year, Fields took a job as a home in Big Sky Country after concluding Lionel Hampton. Because I learn that Dinah
a Star Route carrier, or an independently their service. Churches, civic leagues, art Washington (a former vocalist for Hampton’s
contracted mailperson, delivering mail via and social clubs, and entertainment venues band) also sang at the club, I add “This Bit-
a stagecoach for the United States ter Earth” to my playlist, a song I
Postal Service. She is widely consid- took great care to memorize after
ered to be the first Black woman to hearing it in Charles Burnett’s film
have held this position. My father reminds me Killer of Sheep. Washington and the
In response to my father’s inquiry, song’s writer and producer, Clyde
the reference historian emails him a again that we can’t Otis, were both Southerners, too.
Google link to the location of Mary None of this was information I
Fields’s gravesite in Hillside Cem- knew before we began our trek,
etery in Cascade, Montana; she also
forget to find Mary’s but I started to compile a folder of
shares the links to short blog posts small articles, Google search returns,
the Research Center had written gravesite. I know we and factoids for myself. It isn’t that
about other prominent Black Mon- I considered such history one that
tanans, including a homesteader are chasing history, immediately belonged to me, in the
named Annie Morgan and the former way that we all assign narratives as
Montana state librarian Alma Smith ours. But these early Black Montana
Jacobs. Before taking up that post in
personal and otherwise. communities cultivated the social
1973, Ms. Smith Jacobs served as the infrastructure necessary for my fam-
director of the Great Falls Library. ily to feel at ease thousands of miles
The historian closes her email by thanking became centers of Black community. Great away from their first home. Learning about
my dad for his interest in history and for his Falls was no exception. During the late nine- them helped me understand what history had
patience and promises to “compile a packet” teenth and early twentieth centuries, Black made possible a softer landing for my people.
on Montana history that she will mail out life flourished within institutions such as
to him. My father forwards me the emails
months before our trip, and I mark them
“important.”
Union Bethel AME Church—founded circa
1883 by the city’s first Black residents—and
the legendary Ozark Club owned and oper-
C. M. Russell High School is relatively emp-
ty when my dad and I enter the lobby.
It is our first stop in Great Falls, and I have
As we hike Pompey’s Pillar on our sec- ated by former boxer Leo LaMar, who had heard many stories about this place where
ond day, my father reminds me again that migrated to Montana from Chicago. my dad and my late uncle became athletic
we can’t forget to find Mary’s gravesite. I A first iteration of the Ozark thrived in phenoms. I watch my dad navigate his way,
know we are chasing history, personal and the early 1900s as an all-Black, membership- by memory, to the high school gym he had
otherwise. driven social club. A young LaMar would not stepped foot into in four decades. I listen
even train for matches there before the club to him talk about the guidance counselor
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memories.
CRYSTAL BRIDGES
MUSEUM OF AMERICAN ART,
BENTONVILLE
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54 WINTER 2021 Fuzzface, 2019, by Omar Velázquez. Courtesy the artist and Corbett vs. Dempsey, Chicago
Buddy Guy
Walks into a Bar
BY BEN GREENMAN
It’s Chicago. It’s the Nineties. It’s winter. The glass in them. There was no indoor plumbing. Baton Rouge and better schools. His sister
young man has come north to further his He picked cotton and learned to ride horses. lived there and he did too, for a little while,
education, and he’s remained on track for a Early on, Guy came to understand that the before his mother had a stroke that brought
few months, but then he’s derailed: by youth, world made noise. Or rather: he came to him back home. The whole family decamped
by fear, by appetites, by a relationship, by a understand that the world could be made to for Baton Rouge soon after that, Buddy’s
breakup. One cold night he sets off wandering make sound. Noise, ever present, was a clut- hope replaced by their heaviness. Buddy
through the city and gets only ten blocks or ter and a clatter. Sound could be extracted started working, any job he could find. He
so before he reconsiders. He needs to find a and examined. The first sounds that mattered did time at a beer bottling plant and a gas
place, a coffee shop, a bookstore, a bar. He to him were the chirps and trills of the birds station and as a janitor at LSU. And he started
goes by the open door of a club. He can see in the trees. They sang songs, made melodies, to build a life of music, hitting the bandstand
and hear inside, where there’s a man play- repeated their beautiful compositions as if with local acts and eagerly seeing big names
ing, an electric guitar being played. Notes they were proud of them. Sound, in this way, when they came to town. (He was especially
come flashing off the thing. For a second, was alchemized into music. A family friend taken with Guitar Slim, who had shoes in all
maybe even less, his life is repaired. The who used to drop by the house with a two- colors of the rainbow.) He upgraded from
club door shuts. He ends up in a bar down string guitar showed him that man could fly. his Harmony acoustic to an electric guitar,
the street, listening to a man in a hat hold At some point, home improvements a Gibson Les Paul.
forth on the toxicity of nostalgia. “Memory brought window screens to the Guy home: People around him started talking down
is a thicket in which you imagine you are kept out the bugs, let in the air. Guy says Louisiana, or rather talking up Chicago. It
happy to be trapped,” says the man in a that when he looked closely at the screens, was, they said, the only real destination for
hat. The young man tries to remember the all he saw was a lattice of guitar strings. He an ambitious and talented young man. The
music the man in the club was playing but pulled a wire out and made his own instru- streets were paved with blues. Buddy was
cannot. It’s his loss. ment. His parents, alerted to his vandalism reluctant, or at the very least careful. A heed-
B
by the mosquitoes on their skin, put an end less change helped no one. What would he do
uddy Guy, born George Guy in to the experiment, but Buddy just went back for work? What if he didn’t make it? People
1936, in Lettsworth, Louisiana, a to the laboratory, stretched strings from laughed. Plenty of floors to clean, they said.
tiny town at the crook of the L of hands to feet, looped rubber bands around And so he went. The date is not in dispute:
the state, just off the encroaching nails driven into walls. He did whatever he September 25, 1957. Buddy has called it his
nose of Mississippi. Buddy Guy, could to put music into the air around him. birthday, or at the very least the second time
born poor to parents who picked cotton for The Guy home didn’t get electricity until he was born. The train took him through
$2.50 per hundred pounds. As a small child, the late Forties, when Buddy was twelve or Memphis, like all trains carrying musicians
he was enlisted to pick alongside them. For thirteen. Electricity brought the lightbulb, should. A man in his car raised the question
six, ten, twelve years, when you weigh even but it also brought the phonograph. The of birds. They go south for the winter, he said,
less than that, how do you puzzle through first record Buddy remembered hearing was and here was Buddy going north for it. The
the process of calculating your own value? “Boogie Chillen” by John Lee Hooker, a song comment hung there in the air, not quite a
Over the years—in his memoir, When I Left that was itself a product of electricity. Elec- paradox, not quite a joke, not quite an insight.
Home, in interviews—Guy has slipped this tricity also brought him an encounter with
question, asks that he be considered not Lightnin’ Slim, an impromptu performance It’s Chicago. It’s the Nineties. The young
from the outside, where he’d be seen as a by the older man that taught Buddy what an man is in a bar, going quickly through his
boy in poverty, a laborer forced to perform amp could do, and it brought him Muddy first drink so he can get to his second. There’s
a dehumanizing task, but from the inside, Waters on a jukebox. He was still playing no live music in the bar, but there’s a jukebox,
where he was in fact a little boy happy to be acoustic—his father bought him a makeshift and it’s filled mostly with blues. A young
spending time with his father. two-string, which held him for a while, until woman approaches the jukebox, jingling
Life was simple, aggressively so. The family a generous stranger bought him a Harmony a palmful of quarters. She picks her songs
had no electricity for the first twelve years of six-string. confidently and then comes to the bar, down
Guy’s life. The windows of his house had no In his teens, Buddy left Lettsworth for a little ways from where he’s sitting. The
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bartender brings her a drink without her too wild, he was unsure how far he could go maybe they’d pick up one of Buddy’s records
asking. “It pays to be a drunk,” she says. Is but certain that he wanted to get there fast; by accident.
she joking? The bartender laughs. “If you in his memoir, he describes himself as “a With Chess, Buddy recorded a dozen-odd
think that I’m going home with you, you’ve lost ball in high weeds.” He played weekly songs over the course of the 1960s, most odd
been right before,” she says. The bartender cutting contests for liquor, often winning. indeed. Buddy had a hand in writing some of
laughs again. The music is undistinguished His technique came together: taut lines and what he recorded, and he was given able as-
for the first song, and then the second, and tight clusters of notes delivered at odd angles sistance by Willie Dixon. Even so, the material
the young man is losing interest. But the and at high volume. And his showmanship was hit-or-miss. “Slop Around” took a stab at
third song is familiar. It sits him up. It’s evolved. He was picking up on a tradition a dance craze, but it was abstract to the point
drums and harmonica and also a guitar that stretched back at least to Charley Patton, of comedy (try to follow the instructions). “I
that sounds like the sun reflected in a mir- who played behind his head, and extending Dig Your Wig” offered sly, propulsive com-
ror. It sounds like the man he glimpsed as he it. He played behind his head, behind his mentary on black hair and class, but it was
went past the club. When was that? A week back, between his legs, with his teeth, with also a novelty song, not a stepping stone for a
earlier? Two. He can’t be sure. He considers drumsticks. He threw the guitar in the air young bluesman eager to assume the mantle
going to the jukebox to check the song, but and caught it without ever breaking out of of Muddy or John Lee. Occasionally Chess got
by the time he screws up his courage it’s over. the song. Years later, his flamboyant style it right, or Buddy got it right despite Chess.
He considers asking the young woman, but would find its way to its greatest inheritor, In 1962, the pleasant but underwhelming
his courage is suddenly unscrewed. He says Jimi Hendrix, who studied both Guy’s playing instrumental “Skippin’” was backed with
nothing to her. It’s his loss. and his performances. Guy had a trademark, “Stone Crazy,” one of his signature compo-
which was a long cord from his guitar to his sitions. And if you flip his “Wig” you’ll find
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to appear. She can’t be far away. She herself remains a classic of soul-blues—the opener, have been more imagined than real. “Done
said she was a drunk. She never shows. The “Snatch It Back and Hold It,” is a straight-up Got Old,” the opener, is a cover of a Junior
young man takes out a book. “What are you James Brown rip mapped back into 1950s Kimbrough song from the early Nineties,
reading?” asks the bartender. “Oh, I can’t Chicago—and history has been corrected, but Guy takes it slower, strips it down to its
read,” he says. “I just keep this in front of me to some degree, in the sense that streaming skeleton, reconnects it with John Lee Hooker.
so I look smart. The hardest thing is know- services now credit the record to both men. Guy has continued to record and tour in
ing when to turn the page.” The bartender Five years later, Clapton got the two of them the years since. He’s also become an ambas-
doesn’t laugh. The young man listens to the back in the studio, this time with equal bill- sador of the blues, singing the praises of not
songs he has picked, especially that one song. ing, and produced Buddy Guy & Junior Wells only his contemporaries but the generation
Each time, he’s more inside it than the last. Play the Blues. Declarative title, definitive that followed, and the generation that fol-
The young woman never shows. It’s her loss. record. Wells’s “Poor Man’s Plea” has the lowed them. Guy has developed a habit of
most arresting verse (“Who’s been in here / connecting with the young fans at his shows,
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58 WINTER 2021 “Invisible Man Retreat, Harlem, New York,” 1952, photograph by Gordon Parks © and courtesy Gordon Parks Foundation
Where Is Jimmy Bishop?
BY ALEX LEWIS
N
o one knows what happened to Philadelphia. Hosted by the legendary Kenny As a young radio producer, I had hours of
Jimmy Bishop. At least, no one will Gamble, who early in his career frequently fun listening to archival recordings of these
tell me. collaborated with Jimmy, the documentary pioneering on-air personalities who were
I’ve heard from Jimmy’s family explored the birth and evolution of these championing the hippest music and redefin-
and friends that he was probably stations in Philly, their influence on the rise ing the medium so that it could bring joy,
born in 1938 or 1939, somewhere in rural of soul and r&b, and the roles these stations hope, and solidarity to a community that had
Alabama. He traveled north from St. Louis played in the civil rights and Black Power been systematically oppressed and ignored
where he was a popular DJ at radio stations movements. by mainstream media.
KATZ and KXLW and arrived in Philadelphia The format of stations like WDAS emerged But Jimmy Bishop was a mystery from the
in 1963. At the time, radio personalities were on the heels of pioneering institutions WDIA beginning. Although he had arguably been
celebrities, and he hoped moving to a bigger in Memphis, the very first station to feature WDAS’s most important program director in
market would open new doors. all-Black programming and all-Black on-air its early days and a supremely popular on-air
Jimmy landed a job at WDAS, the City of talent, and WERD in Atlanta, the first station personality, our documentary team couldn’t
Brotherly Love’s most powerful Black radio owned and operated by African Americans. find a single example of Jimmy talking live
station, hosting The Jimmy Bishop Go Show Inspired by the rapid growth of the Black on the radio. We checked local and national
and spinning the latest hits from the Tempta- population in Philadelphia during the Great archives, crowdsourced anecdotes from the
tions, the Four Tops, and Dionne Warwick. Migration, a few progressive white radio public, and spent many hours digitizing cas-
Stations like WDAS were groundbreaking station owners realized the massive poten- sette and audio tapes hoping to actually hear
because the music they played and the voices tial for advertising dollars in this expanding Jimmy doing his thing. While we were able
they broadcast catered directly to Black au- audience. WHAT hired their first Black radio to find recordings of even more obscure per-
diences. On a typical day in the 1960s, you announcer in 1945—possibly the first in the sonalities, we were never able to find a single
might hear the debut of the latest single from nation—and six years later, WDAS switched snippet of his on-air voice.
the Supremes featuring Diana Ross, followed their music mix and programming to cater Samples of Jimmy’s style do exist, though.
by an exclusive live interview with Malcolm to a Black audience. Search “Jimmy Bishop” on YouTube, and
X, followed by a comedy set or a community I fell in love with radio at my college sta- you’ll come across recordings of Jimmy the
forum. At the time, WDAS was the only place tion. The physical aspects were what at- Impresario. For a time, he regularly hosted
you could hear any of this. tracted me first: the dark control room, the concerts at the Uptown Theater in North
As a record and concert promoter, the weight of the faders, the library of records Philadelphia and the Nixon Theatre in West
suave “Bishop of Soul” helped introduce like a living history of music at my disposal. Philly, the city’s premier venues for Black
Philly to artists like the O’Jays, Aretha Frank- It was exciting to be given license to play performers.
lin, and the Jackson 5. And as a producer, an eclectic mix—Jason Molina, the Art En- In these recordings, his voice is warm and
he was an early architect of “The Sound of semble of Chicago, Laurie Anderson, and confident. He keeps his introductions brief,
Philadelphia,” personally giving Rock & Roll New Zealand rockers the Clean—all during hyping the crowd up with a sentence or two
Hall of Famers Kenny Gamble and Leon Huff a single shift. (“How y’all feeling? Feeling good?”), saying
some of their first songwriting credits. This initial spark eventually evolved into just enough to introduce the act (“Here’s
When I mention Jimmy Bishop to people a passion for crafting audio documentaries the Delfonics!” “The Ambassadors!” “Billy
who were his fans, I hear, again and again, that could tell stories through collected in- Stewart!”), and then moving out of the way
some variation of this: “He was just cool.” terviews, archival and field recordings, music, to let the artists shine. He never lets down
And then they ask me: “Do you know what and sound design. A cliché among radio and his icy cool exterior.
ever happened to him?” podcast producers is that the intimacy of the A comment on one of these YouTube videos
medium makes it so powerful; the idea that the from user HaysEaglets reads: “I still have the
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payola scandal, or a gambling scheme. But opportunities for Black artists like Atlanta’s from Jimmy to make your point and get the
it’s all speculation. “Jockey Jack,” Joseph Deighton Gibson Jr. hell off.”
“One DJ described it that he became a Harvey told me Jimmy did a recurring seg-
60 WINTER 2021 Jimmy Bishop (right) with Gladys Knight and Merald Knight Jr. Photo courtesy Jimmy Bishop Jr.
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finitive collection of every single—including Baptist minister and served as a Pennsylvania said he wanted to meet me. I met him at the
unreleased songs—that the label put out.) state representative for more than twenty- Marriott [in Philadelphia]. And, I would never
Jimmy shut down the label in 1969, and no five years. (She resigned her seat in 2015 have recognized him. He had no teeth. If I
one knows why. But his knack for recognizing amid corruption charges, but that’s a story didn’t know I was meeting him, I wouldn’t
and managing talent was rewarded with a VP for another day.) She continues to preach and have known it was him. He’d been on a special
position at CBS’s publishing house, April/ play gospel music every Sunday on Philly’s kind of diet. He only ate fruit or something
Blackwood Music, one of the biggest record WURD, doing what she has done for nearly like that. And he asked me for a donation,
labels in the nation. Tasked with recruiting sixty years. which I respected cuz if he asked me for a
talent, Jimmy introduced CBS to Gamble and I asked Louise if she would be interested in loan, he wasn’t going to pay me back. So I
Huff. The network went on to distribute PIR’s finding out what happened with her ex-hus- gave him some money.” Harvey told me he
records until 1985. Jimmy had worked his way band: “I pray that he’s fine, that he’s happy, had one or two more meetings with Jimmy
to the top of the music industry. and that he’s doing what he wants to do, but like this, but that was about it. “So after that I
By this time, the marriage of Jimmy and I don’t have any desire to go meddling and heard he [was] running a gospel record label
Louise was on the rocks. They had four try to find out. I’m still where he left me right in Tennessee,” Harvey said. “And that’s the
children together; their youngest, Jimmy here. I’m comfortable right here.” last I heard of him, roughly.”
Bishop Jr., is now in his early fifties. His If he’s still alive, Jimmy would be in his
father was usually out mid-to-late eighties. He’s
working when he was been out of public sight
growing up, he told me, for fifty years now, and
but he also has memo- there’s a very limited
ries of celebrities con- number of artifacts left
stantly turning up at showing just how tal-
their house. “There was ented he was. But Jimmy
a time where, if you’re a Bishop’s significance is
Black artist, you didn’t felt in these memories
come into Philadelphia shared, the stories peo-
unless you came to the ple tell about him. And
house,” Jimmy Jr. said. his signature “cool” style
“At the kitchen table is imprinted in the DNA
could be anybody from of the music and radio
Gladys Knight to Aretha stations so many people
Franklin to the Jackson still love. He was an early
5. Al Green, Tempta- architect of a Black radio
tions. They were all in industry that has since
the house.” All these been commodified, con-
artists felt indebted to solidated, and sold for
Jimmy and Louise for billions of dollars.
being among the first to But I also wonder:
break their records on What if Jimmy just want-
the radio and help them ed to fade from sight?
land number-one hits.
“I’ll put it this way,” Jimmy Jr. continued,
reflecting on his three decades of working
O ne thing that fascinates me about Jimmy’s
disappearance is that it would be impos-
sible for someone with his public profile to
What is the point of searching for someone
who doesn’t want to be found?
It’s in our nature to want to solve a missing-
in the same field as his parents. “For me, vanish off the face of the earth in today’s person mystery. But when people ask, “What
especially when I have to carry the name— world. There would surely be local news happened to Jimmy?” maybe they’re mostly
it’s opened many doors. So, I’m grateful for clips, social media sightings, tracking data just asking for a way to express their grati-
the name. I’m grateful for the work he did. I on those creepy white pages websites. Some- tude for his gifts.
was fortunate enough to follow in his steps thing more. I asked Jimmy Bishop Jr. what he makes
for a nice long run. It’s something that came A few people told me about encounters of people’s curiosity surrounding his father’s
natural and it came easy.” with Jimmy in the years after he left Phila- disappearance: “It kind of captures his whole
By 1971, Louise and Jimmy Jr. had more or delphia. Jimmy Bishop Jr. said they haven’t concept: You gotta leave them wanting more.
less lost touch with Jimmy. “I had divorced been in touch for about twenty years, but And he did that! He hasn’t been on the radio
or separated [from Jimmy] at that time, so that his father used to occasionally check in since the 1970s and they’re still talking about
he was not beholden to me to explain every- on the phone and, on a few rare occasions, him....The conversation’s never stopped. It’s
where he was going or what he was doing,” visit the city to meet his grandkids. pretty amazing. God bless him.”
Louise said. “So he went his way and I sorta Harvey Holiday relayed the story of a sad- So if you’re reading this, Jimmy: Thank
went mine.” der encounter he had with his old friend in you. And, where are you?
62 WINTER 2021 Jimmy Bishop with the Temptations. Photo courtesy Jimmy Bishop Jr.
Overnight Scenario
BY KAREN GOOD MARABLE
I
am at the club before my mother’s tears ger. We’re headed to the front of the WUST flag, circle up in the way girls do, dance with
are dry. Radio Music Hall, snaking our way toward the ourselves. The DJ is taking us higher and we
Me and my nine-girl crew slink in a stage. The party is packed so we stick close, raise our hands, surrender to the get-down,
single-file line through an ocean of Black even when someone sexy holds a glance, laugh and give dap like we’ve known each
bodies. EPMD’s “So Wat Cha Sayin’” got touches an arm, mouths Let’s dance. We other forever even though we just met today.
us feeling subterranean; the air is thick with smile and keep on moving, straight ahead Here’s to new friends, tonight is kinda special.
the heat of rhythm, style, and so much swag- until a space presents itself and we plant our We done made it to the Mecca.
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Oakland, and Brooklyn. We were all so dif- step back-kick. Camesha starts doing the 3 in the morning the pancake house!
ferent—funny girls, fashionable girls, girls Reebok, and I pick it up; I break into the 4 in the morning we’ll be rolling to my
with Jheri curls or slicked-back hair. Girls Robocop, and she’s right there with me. If house!
with curves, girls with glasses, and girls who one of us does a move the other doesn’t know, 5 in the morning the lights go out!
put on airs. What we all had in common was we observe the vocabulary, pump each other 6 in the morning you can hear her start
we were new here. So when someone pro- up—“Go roomie! Go roomie!”—then pick up to shout!
duced a flyer for a party happening that the step. When the DJ plays Oaktown’s 3.5.7.’s
night at a club close enough to walk to, nine “Yeah Yeah Yeah,” you can’t tell us we ain’t By the time the gruff emcee gets to 7 in
of us, including me and Camesha, hurried a part of MC Hammer’s crew, gyrating our the morning (she’ll be calling a cab), half
back to our respective rooms to get ready. I bodies before breaking into the Running the club, including Camesha, are shouting
chose a white short set with green and black Man just like in the music video. We acting the lyrics with him like a live band is onstage,
stripes, my Louis Vuitton belt (with Gucci on up, Camesha and I. Showing out. hands in the air. The already all-the-way-
the flip), and black flats. I unbuttoned my I’ve been waiting all my life for a party live party erupts and the beat hasn’t even
sleeveless vest top just enough so my lacy like this. To be shoulder to shoulder with dropped.
red bra peeked through. Camesha bumped young, gifted Black people from everywhere, Oh, but when it does. When the emcee
her stacks with a curling iron and slicked dancing in the dark to music I love and music repeats the verse, which at this point feels
the tapered parts down with more like a chant, and the
black Ampro Pro Styl gel. She drums kick in, it suddenly be-
put on jeans, her tennis shoes, comes very clear who is from
a blousy button-down, and a the DMV area (DC-Maryland-
burgundy lip. The song loops like a Virginia) and who the fuck
We met at the elevators a is not. Those of us who don’t
little after 9 P.M. and headed ring shout, like the know what’s happening, who
downstairs, out the Quad. Up don’t know this music, hum-
4th Street, then a left on Bry- ble and brace ourselves. The
ant, past the radio station and refrain in a gospel song moment is so pure and uncut,
the College of Nursing, and I dare not do a damn thing but
onto Georgia Avenue, where where the soprano, alto, stand still. I am hushed by the
we encountered other packs congas, silenced by the tim-
of freshmen; women from the and bass sections each bales, dared by...a cowbell?
same floor no doubt, headed The song loops like a ring
to the party, or McDonald’s, shout, like the refrain in a gos-
somewhere together, grouped have their say. I realize pel song where the soprano,
up in the name of safety, com- alto, and bass sections each
munity, and belonging. It took I am bearing witness have their say. I realize I am
about fifteen minutes to get to bearing witness to something
Georgia Avenue, then V Street, to something precious, precious, personal and home-
where we stood in line under grown. In this territory of less
the awning of the WUST, and than seventy miles, shared by
didn’t mind at all. personal and homegrown. over fifteen colleges and the
White House, the Black folks
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kinda like Michigan J. Frog in the old Looney snake to my left side, then to my right, then into “Y’all were fucking amazing,” says Mer-
Tunes cartoons, the one who, when nobody a semi backbend before rising up. The effort is edith. “Okay, I’m hungry.”
is around but his human, pulls a top hat and enough to garner a “WHOOO!” from the emcee, “Word.” Letania claps her hands. “Let’s
cane out of nowhere and sings “Hello My an enthusiastic clap from the audience, and a go to Mickey D’s.”
Baby” like he’s performing on Broadway. high five from Camesha.
Whenever his human tries to show him off
though, Michigan just sits there and croaks.
Before I can escape to the ladies’ room, my
Then...it’s her turn.
The music begins and Camesha looks the
audience directly in the eye, smiling a smile
F all is coming; I can smell it as soon as we
step outside. Soon it will be cool enough
to rock the beautiful coats and chunky sweat-
feet are suddenly off the floor and I am lifted that shows her teeth but is absolutely not ers I earmarked in the pages of Essence or
onto the stage by some random guys. Cam- a grin. Starting from the tips of her toes, clocked Denise Huxtable wearing on The
esha is too, along with four other girls. (No homegirl begins bouncing her body, a si- Cosby Show—clothing I have little use for
guys, because patriarchy.) Mortified, I steady multaneous bounce-shake combination that in Texas. The nine of us walk down V Street
myself, stand up and dare look beyond the looks effortless but is executed with a force talking about the party, who was cute, and
lights into the crowd, which feels a little far too intentional and punctuated to be how amazing the night was. But I am quiet.
like staring into the sun. I turn to Camesha taken lightly. In mere seconds, the people 3 in the morning the pancake house...is still
for comfort, but she, too, is facing front, of the DMV begin to shout. playing in my head. I can still feel the slap of
smiling and bouncing from side to side like Camesha handles that shake like it’s a bas- hands on drums; hear the call and response
Mike Tyson. ketball and she’s a Harlem Globetrotter, first of the people; feel the earthquake that was
The emcee spaces us ladies out, explaining letting it live in her neck, then travel down Camesha’s bounce. The rhythm has burrowed
he’s going to go down the line and each girl her body, her shoulders, chest, breasts. She itself under my skin, and I realize I don’t even
will dance to a clip of a song. After everyone lets the shake dribble down her waist, plays know its name.
has a turn, he’ll go back down the line and with it for a second, then shifts the bounce “Y’all.” I stop in the middle of Georgia
the audience will vote for each person by a from hip to hip like a belly dancer. This heffa Avenue and wait for my hallmates to slow
round of applause. The person with the most then has the nerve to lean forward over onto their roll. “Can somebody please tell me
applause wins. I look down at my shoes and one leg and let the shake bounce off her what the fuck just happened?”
take a deep breath, wishing I had worn my booty, hold it there, smile at the people, then Letania cocks her head. “Huh?”
Filas instead of flats. shimmy the shake back up her body, where “The music in the dance contest. What
“DJ DROP THE BEAT!” she just lets it ride. Oh my God. So mesmer- was that?”
izing, so dynamic is Camesha Antoinette “You telling us you were onstage in a dance
SAR-DINES! Everett, the DJ just lets the music play. The contest and you don’t even know what you
HEY! music stops when she is done. were dancing to?” Letania got jokes.
AND PORK AND BEANS! I look over at my new roommate like “Yes. That’s what I’m saying. What was it?”
“WHAT???” “Go-go?” Meredith looks at me under her
A chorus of “Ohhhhh!” ripples through the We all know damn well who won; still, the glasses. I shrug.
watchers. Oh Lord, it is the sacred music of emcee insists on standing behind each of us “Go-go,” Camesha says. “You’ve heard go-
D.C. I am not ready. Not like this. Not like this. like Kiki Shepard and letting the audience go before! ‘Da Butt,’ ‘Shake Your Thang’ by
The first girl gets her cue, and for about have their say. When he puts his hand over Salt N’ Pepa…”
twenty seconds, thrusts her chest in and out Camesha’s head, the applause is deafening. Ahhhh. I had heard those songs, and more.
to the beat, fists balled up like Rosie Perez She beams, smiling that same winning smile “Bang Zoom (Let’s Go-Go)” by the Real Rox-
dancing to “Fight the Power.” I encountered earlier that day, and I am in anne. Grace Jones’s “Slave to the Rhythm”;
The second girl plays it safe and does awe of her. There is no prize but for the glory, “Don’t Make Me Over” by Sybil. Even “Words
the Prep, cutting her hands back and forth and the five of us make our way off the stage. I Manifest” by Gang Starr, whose DJ—Pre-
through the air on her left side, then steps to The same guys who threw me up there hold mier—was from my neighborhood. In each of
the right and nods her chin with her hands out their arms to help Camesha and me down those tracks, go-go was the foundation, the
on her hips. and rejoin our girls. Like the Southern girl I bedrock, the hinge on which the door swung.
To be honest, I barely notice the third girl, am, I smile through my shame. I am not ac- “It’s a D.C. thing,” Camesha says. “Tonight
though I think she did some rendition of the customed to losing dance contests, especially was the real deal. Rare Essence, Junk Yard
Roger Rabbit. Ever been next in a Soul Train not on stage at my first college party in front Band.”
line and didn’t know what you were going of hundreds of people. I have not been this “What do they play in the clubs down your
to do? That was me. I’m searching so deep embarrassed since I fell down the stairs at way?” Cherisse asks.
inside myself trying to find the groove, I’m the Astrodome during the Jacksons Victory “First,” I say, “there are no clubs in Prairie
squinting. Oh, how this music mocked me! Tour concert in ’84. View. But at the dances? Rap, soul, funk, slow
“Aiight Short Set, you up!” “OH MY GOD Y’ALL WERE SO GOOD!!!” jams. Not go-go. You see I didn’t even know
The beat drops, all eyes are on me, and I do Cherisse is gagging. how to dance to it!”
the only thing that comes to mind. I stand wide “I can’t believe y’all were on stage!” says Meredith wraps one arm around my neck.
and, leading with my shoulders and twisting Kenya. “You do now, youngin!” she says like the D.C.
my wrists, snake my body down to the ground. “You could not have paid me to go up folks, ushering me forward. “Welcome to
When I’m in an impressive squat, I double-time there!” Corrin says, shaking her head. Chocolate City.”
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THERE IS AN
of violent protest after Dessie May Williams,
a twenty-three-year-old Black woman, was
killed in an accident with a firetruck.
Fontella is twenty-five years old, raising
OLD COUPLE ON
her first child, trying to make it in music,
trying to make ends meet. She is walking
like she owns the avenue. The dusty Italian
word diva doesn’t feel so dusty anymore as
THE BOARDWALK
Fontella Bass struts down the street, feeling
the breeze off Lake Michigan.
Perhaps she missed the river. The neigh-
borhood she grew up in back in St. Louis was
IN ASBURY PARK.
about two miles from the Mississippi River.
The bends and turns in a river are called
meanders, named for the Maeander River
in Asia Minor. Meander down the Missis-
sippi River and you can trace your way back
to Arkansas, where her grandmother came
A little bit sunburnt, but he says they’re too boy, automatically, without even thinking: from. And the Mississippi Delta, where the
old to worry about that and she feels too old “Can’t you see that I’m lonely? Rescue me.” men she played with in St. Louis came from.
to try to change his mind. Or they are in Fort Ike Turner. Little Milton. Oliver Sain.
Myers, Florida. Or in Mexico City. Doesn’t Maybe she thought of the river as she
matter. The point is that they are holding walked to the studio to get to work. Perhaps
hands, and they are conscious of the way that
feels, skin on skin. The first time they held
each other’s hands was on a bright summer
F ontella Bass is walking down Michigan
Avenue on a warm late summer day in
1965. Her grandmother, who helped to raise
she still felt the old meanders and rhythms
of home.
Here I’m speculating. But a few things I can
day many decades ago. They have held each her in St. Louis, died in January, and maybe confirm: It’s true about her grandmother, and
other’s hands nearly every day since. It is so that is part of what prompted her to finally about Lester. And it’s true that soon she will
familiar, the folds of skin, the little pocket make the move. She left the day after the walk into the Chess Records studio at 2120
of moisture. But today, on this particular funeral. Later, she will try to explain: “I went S. Michigan to cut a new song for the label's
bright summer day, it feels once again as new. to seek the world.” subsidiary Checker in three takes. And it will
Perhaps because it was a hard year. A year Chicago! Just the word has a charge. Her be so groovy and exultant, so inexhaustible,
of distance, of possibility foreclosed. They husband, trumpet player Lester Bowie, says that it will stick to the culture like bubble-
are pristinely attentive to every astonishing Chicago is where the new music is. He says gum. It will be a hit in Chicago and in St.
detail of their hands. They decide to stop for it’s where any musician in St. Louis wants to Louis and all over the country. It will be a
an ice cream. Or at a bar. Or at a shop hawk- go. Later, he will try to explain: “Chicago is hit across the ocean in England, too, and it
ing trinkets and need-nots. Doesn’t matter. a place where music is created. New York is will be a hit among the soldiers in the jungle
The point is that there is a song playing, and a place where it’s sold.” more than eight thousand miles away. It will
they can hear it from the boardwalk. And he Lester is a serious jazz player. He has be a hit everywhere.
begins to dance. And she begins to dance. opinions. The songs that Fontella has been That much is true.
They have heard the song a thousand times. recording with Bobby McClure, including And it is true that many years later, she will
That is not a figure of speech, it is literally a couple of sure-enough hits—that’s just try to explain: “I was being rescued from a
true. An undercount. And a little boy comes “Mickey Mouse music,” Lester says. lot of things at that time.”
to join them, his mother watching and laugh- Well. She knows this much: When the boys
ing. He knows it, he knows the song, too. He at Chess Records are woodshedding, just
reminds the old couple of their grandson, fooling around, and she comes in to sing—
and they take his hands and shimmy. And a
woman walking alone stops and she doesn’t
dance, she is not in the mood to dance, but
something happens. They are on the cusp
of something.
That spring, civil rights protesters had
S he was a gospel singer, always was.
Fontella Bass was born the day before
the Fourth of July in 1940, named after a
she is in the mood to sing, and she sings along. been beaten and gassed on the Edmund Pet- friend of her mother’s. “My mom said she
And the customers in the ice cream shop or tus Bridge in Selma; President Lyndon John- knew that I was going to be a star one day,”
the bar or whatever—in Asbury Park or in son launched the Operation Rolling Thunder she explained. “So that’s how I got the name.”
the south of France or in Paris, Tennessee bombing campaign in North Vietnam. That Martha Bass, her mother, toured the coun-
or wherever—they are singing along now, summer, Johnson committed another 50,000 try with the renowned Clara Ward Singers
too, because how could they not? Because troops to Vietnam and signed the Voting when Fontella was a child, and her grand-
everyone knows this song. Because it feels Rights Act into law. In August, the day after mother, Nevada Carter, was an acclaimed
good to dance, feels good to sing with strang- Watts began to burn, the Garfield Park neigh- gospel singer in her own right. And so the
ers. They all know the words, even the little borhood in Chicago erupted into several days family could not have been surprised when
A s a teenager, Fontella
played piano or organ at
various churches around the St.
THE BACKGROUND IF
like ‘Rescue Me’…are so simple
that they make people think
‘why didn’t I think of that?’—
Louis area, including Morning that’s when you know you have
Star Missionary Baptist Church, YOU LET IT. DON’T LET IT. a winner.”
which bought its first organ for Pop music is meant to be
Fontella to play (at this time, popular, natch. It is meant to be
despite eventually winding up LISTEN WITH YOUR BODY. immersive and sticky. It is meant
as musical director for multiple to seduce into comfort. To be a
church choirs, she was too shy hit, a song has to wallop us, it
to sing). has to be a showstopper—but
Her mother and grandmother it also has to worm its way into
generally disapproved of secular music. “Be- in St. Louis for two weeks. She made $175 a the background of our lives. It is only later
ing in the church, my grandmother was very week and decided to leave St. Louis and go that we even notice the chorus’s first line in
hard-cored, you know,” Fontella explained in on the road with the carnival. “That was the the song that made Britney Spears famous:
a 1986 interview with Blues Unlimited. “They greatest gig in the world at that time,” she “My loneliness is killing me.”
didn’t want me to listen to rock on the radio.” said. But her mother got word and showed The other day I heard an interview from
When Fontella was around sixteen, her up to (literally) pull her off the train. 2019 with the neuroscientist and opera singer
grandfather and a couple of her uncles would “My mother came and took me off the Indre Viskontas. She said that “repetition is
take her on secret trips to juke joints, all over train, I mean bodily,” she said. “I was so em- the one universal feature of virtually every
the area. Spots like Ned Love’s and the Red barrassed, because I thought I was grown. music that we know of.” An accident of the
Top, across the river in East St. Louis. She said, ‘No way.’ Bip, boom, bam! And I way we’re wired, perhaps: We make meaning
“They would sneak me out of the window was off the train in two jumps.” out of patterns. I am playing “Rescue Me”
and I would dress in the car and I would Local musicians Oliver Sain and Little Mil- as I type this, and I know what’s coming:
be gone all night, till six and seven in the ton spotted her at the carnival and hired her here come the horns, here come Fontella’s
morning,” she recounted later. “They’d send to play piano in their band. hums, and it is beautiful, even still. Verse,
a note up and I’d go up and…sing and dance They played the local circuit—the Moon- chorus, verse.
or play the piano.... light, the Masonic Hall, the Manhattan Club Viskontas said something else in that same
“And then they would sneak me back in in East St. Louis, Chuck and Al’s in Brook- interview, something that stuck with me.
the house…they did it for years.” lyn, Illinois. And they toured through the “When you bounce in sync with someone
88 WINTER 2021
else to music, you actually raise levels of an like the old days. But she always sang “Rescue
attachment hormone called oxytocin in both Me,” every time she performed. She died the
of your brains,” she said. “And that makes
you feel more bonded.”
Experimenters have tried bopping along
day after Christmas, 2012, of complications
from a heart attack. One St. Louis television
station began its obituary: “You may not im-
F ontella knew that “Rescue Me” would
be a smash.
“I had the demo and those folks wore that
in rhythm with subjects, she said, and found mediately recognize her name, but there’s a demo out,” she recounted. “Every time I’d
that they’re more likely to do little acts of good chance you can easily sing along with put it on, they wouldn’t take it off the box.
social kindness for the experimenter after- her signature tune.” They’d just play it over and over and over.”
ward. Toddlers are more likely to help pick There is something so intimate about a Chess Records had made its name in blues,
up an object that was dropped if they’ve song we know well, something familial about but had brought in a stable of talent that
bounced in sync with an adult. I never know that voice in our earbuds. Which perhaps ex- could bring the soul and flair of the Motown
what to make of experiments like that. But plains my inclination to hunt the newspaper sound, including producer Billy Davis, re-
I can report that when the weddings were archives, to dig up these forgotten interviews, cruited from Detroit, where he had sung with
canceled, and the bars closed, and the ven- to savor these trivial details. Because when an early incarnation of the Four Tops and
ues shuttered, it turned out that this was a song gets its hooks in you, it unfolds into collaborated as a songwriter with Motown
what I missed the most. Listening to music stories, it latches onto memories, it colors in founder Berry Gordy. Davis, who would go
with strangers. Dancing with friends. I didn’t the margins of your life. And so our instinct on to help write the Coke jingles that you
just feel isolated. I didn’t just feel lonely. I is to seek to know the story of the singer, too. can’t get out of your head (including “I’d
felt—I don’t know how else to put it—out Her name was Fontella Bass. Like to Buy the World a Coke”), had a knack
of sync. Best friend: Too many to mention. Most for knowing what could make a song swing
thrilling experience: Coming to Great Brit- and pop. On Fontella’s previous hit, “Don’t
ain. Mess Up a Good Thing,” a duet with Bobby
Tastes in music: Jazz, gospel, r-and-b. McClure, Davis suggested the tempo that
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times—if she loves a song, she loves it again Some version of this process seems to have Instead it was ‘Let’s just hold it right here,
and again. Her demands are insistent and led to “Rescue Me,” but just how it happened babe, and do the same old thing.’”) When
urgent, her preferences specific and endur- was a matter of hot dispute between the team Leonard Chess, the label’s cofounder, gave
ing. For the whole month of June, she woke at Chess and Fontella. her a royalties check for her “Rescue Me”
up every morning wanting to hear “Dreams” Miner and Smith first developed the bones performance—according to Fontella, $11,000
by the Cranberries; in July, it was “Rescue of the song in a rehearsal space across the and the only check she received for the hit
Me.” (I try to be strategic about my sugges- street from the Chess headquarters, accord- from Chess—she was furious.
tions. I thought that I could not tire of TLC’s ing to an account described in Nadine Co- “I had the first million seller for Chess
“Waterfalls.” I was wrong.) hodas’s book on Chess Records, Spinning since Chuck Berry about ten years before,”
I’ve got one hand on the steering wheel Blues Into Gold. They brought the song, with she told Perkins. “Things were riding high
and I’m dancing with my other hand. Mari- the working title “Take Me With You,” to for them, but when it came time to collect
gold is exploring the boundaries of possible producer Billy Davis, who suggested calling it my first royalty check, I looked at it, saw
movement while strapped in a car seat. She “Rescue Me.” According to Miner and Davis, how little it was, tore it up and threw it back
is shrugging and shaking and reaching and they worked it up with some of the house across the desk.”
scooching. She is singing along, with some musicians at Chess and then got the tape to “I’m the kind of person,” she said in a 1984
slight variations (“I need you / and your rub, Fontella, who was initially skeptical. interview, “who is always going to respect
too”). Her eyes are upward and her mouth is Other accounts, such as Robert Pruter’s you and will always expect that kind of re-
wide open in a smile. We look at each other telling in his book Chicago Soul, place Fon- spect in return. The recording companies
through the rearview mirror. In sync. tella in the room with Miner and Smith, along had been taking advantage of Black musi-
“We are having a party,” she says. with arranger Phil Wright, for the “wood- cians for a long time, and I decided to take
“We are having a party,” I agree. shedding” session on an August Saturday a stand against it, but I was standing alone.
“Mama is going to be surprised what a big that led to “Rescue Me.” I was a Black female, so I automatically had
party we’re having,” she says. Certainly Fontella remembered it very two strikes against me in that white world.”
“A full-on dance party,” I say. differently from the story told by Davis and “It actually sidestepped me in the busi-
“Full-on dance party,” she says. Miner. She said that she stopped into the ness because I got a reputation of being a
She adds that we’ll tell Mama that we had studio while Miner was working on the song troublemaker,” she said later.
the biggest party we’ve ever had, and that and helped develop key elements, including Fontella recounted one day when Leonard
Mama will be very, very surprised. the melody. “I just literally wrote the song,” Chess, fed up with her and popping nitro
And can I say that it really was a pretty big she told Cohodas. “You know anybody can pills for his heart condition, said, “I just don’t
party. That it felt like partying. Like the thing do rhythm takes. You have to put the melody know about you, Fontella. The trouble with
I’ve missed: that catharsis, that connection, over the top of them….I was tricked out of you, Fontella, is you don’t trust no one, you
that sense of timeless abandon. the publishing.” She said she asked about don’t even trust your mother.”
The most profound fact about someone getting songwriting credit at the time, and She didn’t skip a beat: “You’re right Leon-
you love is their otherness. Their mystery and Davis assured her that it would be taken care ard. ’Cause I know if I got some money in my
their resistance. And this is what is beautiful of, but it never was. purse my mother gonna take it.”
and difficult about your child turning from Davis told Cohodas that Fontella “had
an extension of yourself in infancy into a wild nothing to do with the writing” and Miner
thing of their own. But still, there are mo- concurred. In a later interview, Davis would
ments, like this one. Where the gap between
you and a person you love feels so small.
When the song ends, it starts again. “It’s on
credit her only with “a bunch of ad-libs—that
doesn’t make someone a songwriter.” Louis
Satterfield, the bass player, said “she didn’t
I f “Rescue Me” was featured in a film
soundtrack prior to Jumpin’ Jack Flash,
I’m not aware of it. It’s so cinematic, and the
repeat!” Marigold shouts. “You knew that’s do nothin’ but sing the song.” Pete Cosey, who chorus so ready-made for movie chases and
what I wanted!” played guitar, gave her a little more credit, high suspense, that this seems surprising.
saying that by the time everyone gathered But perhaps the song was less ubiquitous
in the studio to record, “there was a definite in the years between its release and my child-
song. It was more than a skeleton. There was hood memories. Certainly “Rescue Me” has
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think of the Mona Lisa? How could I possibly And then, from the black-and-white tele- “That was my part of the movement, you
know? I’d like a designer drug that lets me vision in the kitchen: “We heard something know,” she explained later. “Everything was
watch Marlon Brando’s opening scene in The go, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da...” still going strong then. Just to be free for a
Godfather as if for the very first time, with Then her own voice—an American Express little while, you know, I’m gonna go down
no context at all. commercial that had licensed “Rescue Me” by the river, sit down, try to rest my mind,
The problem is even more acute for popu- without Fontella’s permission. She eventu- clear my mind.”
lar music, which derives some of its power ally sued American Express and reportedly
from the fresh surprise of the new. “Rescue received a significant settlement.
Me” is everywhere. “Every time I go to New I don’t know if this is exactly how it hap-
York, I can’t get out of the tunnel before I
hear ‘Rescue Me’ on the radio,” Fontella Bass
said in 1996. It has been featured in countless
pened, but here’s how she told the story: “I
walked into the court and I was a nervous
wreck. The lawyers were all there at this long
“R escue Me” has been covered dozens of
times, but none of them quite work.
Cher’s rendition can’t summon her
commercials and more than half a dozen table and then finally, the judge called us usual pomp and melodrama; Pat Benatar’s
movies since Jumpin’ Jack Flash, including into his chambers. He turned to me and said, sounds like filler that didn’t quite make the
Air America; A Cinderella Story; Best; In the ‘I’ve wanted to meet you for years!’ and that Top Gun soundtrack. The Reggae Girls in
Army Now; I, Robot; and Mo’ Better Blues. was the end of the story! I finally got paid.” the Sixties, Guys ’n’ Dolls in the Seventies,
And, of course, Sister Act—Whoopi once Dee Dee Warwick in the Nineties: Pass, pass,
again, cleaning up at the convent in a mon- pass. Melissa Manchester reimagines it as
tage while Fontella wails and the horns blare. elevator music. I don’t have an ill word to
A 1988 Slim-Mint television ad featured a
goofy version of “Rescue Me” as people were
tempted by pizza and cherry cheesecake,
O nce there was a major league baseball
pitcher they called The Bird. This was
before my time, but when I was a kid I was
say about Diana Ross, but I can’t say that she
adds anything to “Rescue Me” that wasn’t
already achieved in the original. The Tom
only to be rescued by the diet-aid gum; the in the habit of memorizing old baseball sta- Jones version, from 1979, just makes me
ad’s creative director explained that the spot tistics, and his stat line always stuck with me. deeply uncomfortable, for reasons I can’t
was meant to be “very positive and uplift- Mark Fidrych was his name: The Bird. His quite explain.
ing and helpful to people.” At some point, rookie year, in 1976, when he was twenty-one If anyone could pull it off, you might think,
as “Rescue Me” plays on a re-run of ER, we years old, he pitched for the Tigers and won it would be Linda Ronstadt, perhaps the
become so oversaturated that this singular nineteen games. No one could touch him. twentieth-century vocalist most capable of
masterpiece risks winding up calcified as Then he got hurt and wasn’t ever the same. being at once wildly malleable and utterly
cultural wallpaper. Only won ten more major league games the distinctive. But nope. At least to my ears,
Or worse, misremembered as Aretha rest of his career. Twenty-eight years old, she winds up sounding like she’s doing some
Franklin singing “Deliver Me” on a Pizza retired. I used to think this was a sad story, throaty karaoke on her rendition, featured
Hut commercial: “Deliver me, I want you in but I’ve changed my mind. Who wouldn’t on her eponymous third album.
my hands…Come on Pizza Hut, deliver me… take comfort in one rhapsodic year? This is the thing about the fight over credit
’Cause I’m hungry, yes it’s true.” Fontella Bass sometimes gets labeled as on “Rescue Me.” However it came to be, by
a one-hit wonder. But will you take a de- my lights, Fontella will forever own this song.
tour with me? Can I play you a song or two? I keep thinking about that comment from
Here’s Fontella vamping her way through Satterfield: “she didn’t do nothin’ but sing
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SLOW
TIME
Southern resonance in
Daniel Lanois’s Sling Blade score
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GR EI V I NG
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Daniel Lanois
was standing on
the banks of
the River Liffey
in Dublin on
a summer night
in 1984.
He was in Ireland producing The Unforgettable Fire for U2,
during the phase of his career when he was a mostly invis-
ible but vital musical presence on great albums by much
starrier artists than himself. The Liffey divides Dublin’s
north and south, and the water’s route through the ancient
city is lined with a proper brick levee as opposed to, say, the
Mississippi’s muddy riverbank. “If the Liffey spills over the
edge, it spills over the rim—as if it’s a teacup,” says Lanois.
“Sometimes it is two inches from spilling, and that’s when
I looked into it one night and I saw the blackness of the
water, and it had my reflection in it.”
In that moment came the lyrics: “Oh deep water / black
and cold like the night / I stand with arms wide open / I’ve
run a twisted line / I’m a stranger in the eyes of the maker.”
He found a searching tune for those words, sung over hymnlike “I don’t think Billy heard specific Southern tonalities” in Acadie,
chords, after he moved to New Orleans in order to soak up some of says Lanois. “He might have heard the search in that work. He’s a
the music traveling on the heavy Southern air. That’s where Lanois storyteller. He might have heard a few stories in the sounds.” The
produced the album Yellow Moon for the Neville Brothers and Oh music of Sling Blade may not be stereotypically Southern, and
Mercy for Bob Dylan, and where he set up Kingsway Studios in an old Thornton never asked Lanois to conjure the locale or write in any
mansion on Esplanade Avenue in the French Quarter. Message and style other than his own—but somehow the spirit of the place is pres-
melody coalesced into “The Maker,” a modern prayer that anchored ent within the washy, ambient, at times celestial tones that Lanois
the album Acadie, Lanois’s debut as his own singer-songwriter. specialized in as an in-demand producer during those years. And
A few years later, actor Billy Bob Thornton, who had relocated maybe the spirit of the South was in the Sling Blade score because
from his native Hot Springs, Arkansas, to the Pacific Palisades, was it had already gotten into Lanois’s bones many years before, drifting
sitting on the floor with his son Willy on his lap and listening to that all the way up to the Hamilton, Ontario, of his childhood.
album through headphones. It was 1996, and he needed a composer
for his film-directing debut. As he listened to “The Maker,” he later
recalled, he realized: this is the movie.
Based on a short one-man play and a character created and per-
formed by Thornton, Sling Blade follows an Arkansan with intel-
lectual disabilities as he reenters society after spending most of his
L anois was raised in the 1950s by the radio, which transmitted
rock & roll by the likes of Little Richard, Chuck Berry, and the
Meters. “The South moved up north at a certain point by radio, but
life in a mental hospital for carving up his mother and her lover with also by Chess Records,” says Lanois, who especially liked songs about
a kaiser blade (“some folks call it a sling blade”) in his youth. In the hard work—like Lee Dorsey’s “Working in the Coal Mine.” He even
feature-length film, Thornton’s laconic but lovable Karl befriends a wrote one himself about tobacco picking, “because that’s what we
young boy, played with preternatural grace by Lucas Black, whose had near where I grew up.” His Québécois uncles would sing sticky-
mother’s abusive boyfriend (a daringly despicable Dwight Yoakam) sweet traditional melodies that he likens to Appalachian folk tunes,
reignites the anger that drove Karl to murder in the first place. Filmed which baked into him a love for the stories that a good melody can
in the town of Benton outside Little Rock, Sling Blade drips with tell. But when he discovered the blues, he heard something unfa-
local colloquialism and personality; it’s as much a portrait of life in miliar, something profound: “We did not have that, because that’s
a small Southern town as a character study of Karl. more pain,” he says. “There’s more mourning. It’s a deeper longing.”
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to reveal his own. Acadie found the common ground between the By this time, he was renting an old Mexican movie theater in
French-Canadian soil of his birth and the French-Cajun (“Acadian”) Oxnard, about an hour up the coast from Los Angeles. It’s where
waters of his rebirth. It’s folk music with a shimmer, like someone Dylan test drove the album Time Out of Mind and where Lanois
singing around a campfire in the middle of heaven. The songs are would produce the 1997 Willie Nelson record Teatro, the name of
longing, equally natural and supernatural, from the wispy opening the venue. “The fact that we were in a theater, making something
track “Still Water” to the finale, a futuristic arrangement of “Amaz- that would be seen in a theater in the end, had something kind of
ing Grace” sung by Aaron Neville. “The Maker” is Lanois’s slightly sweet about it,” the composer says. Lanois had no interest in the
ambiguous answer to “Amazing Grace”—a classical hymn pulsing typical, streamlined approach to scoring films, and he didn’t want
with an addictive, even sensual bass line and trailing sonic stardust. to hire a bunch of workaday session musicians. Instead, he created
When Bono included the song on his “60 Songs That Saved My Life” a merry little band—including guitarist-singer Daryl Johnson from
playlist in 2020, he addressed Lanois in an accompanying letter: New Orleans and “a couple of cats from Toronto”—who all holed
“You are a priest of music…and you will make a human sacrifice if up somewhere in town or the motel next door. Lanois told them:
you have to, and you don’t care if it’s me, them or you. Still, there’s a “We’re gonna roll up our sleeves, we’re gonna live here, we’re gonna
touch of the carnival about you…you’re not all lent, you know....You get this thing done for Billy and keep working on it till Billy loves
marshal the chaos, and turn it not exactly into order…but something it.” Reflecting on the commitment, he says, “I think Billy really ap-
beautiful. The beauty of truth, as the man said.” preciated that we got into the depth of it. Whatever you’re hearing
Something about those ancient chords resonated in Billy Bob in there, Southern wise, I think that’s just two people just wanting
Thornton, and Lanois reprised them in different forms at key mo- things to be great.”
ments in Sling Blade. There’s a haunting, layered vocal version The actual technique on the prefatory “Asylum” wasn’t exactly
when Karl goes back to his old house and reunites with his apa- Southern, per se, Lanois notes. Carrying on some of the tricks he’d
thetic father (Robert Duvall). A dreamy, almost liquid statement developed with Eno, Lanois built guitar effects using a pedal and
of the chords on pedal steel accompanies Karl’s visit to the grave feedback loop, hit RECORD, then “snowballed” and overdubbed a
of the baby brother he was tasked with burying, which continues guitar performance as each looping pass degenerated. The lengthy
as he stands on a bridge overlooking the Saline River. This latter cue plays through most of the opening sequence, from the introduc-
variation, which Lanois called “Omni,” hovers heavenly over Karl’s tion of Karl in the state mental hospital through his breathtaking
face as the film fades to black—the avenging angel having struck monologue about the murder that put him there. Lanois remembers
again. Those chords “tend to bring out an emotion in people,” says making ambient records using recordings of frogs and crickets
Lanois. “I don’t know if it’s because we’re accustomed to hearing back in the ’80s, “so the atmosphere was always a little bit textural,
them in church, where it’s a time of reassessment and kind of the transporting, and it took you to a place where there was some con-
reset button on Sunday. When we hear those kinds of chords and nection with nature. ‘Asylum’ has a little bit of that. It’s atmospheric;
melodies, it suggests something ancient, something that was before it’s almost as if you’re walking along a path and that’s what you’re
us, and that we might have a responsibility to carry something to the hearing in the night.”
next generation. Whether we believe in God or even go to church, As Karl, discharged from the hospital, exits a bus to walk through
I think something ancient wakes up something in us, and we want his old town, Lanois and his band put some pep in the character’s
to pass it on to someone else.” step with a twangy groove piece led by harmonica. Outside the
There’s a sleepy quality to the Sling Blade score, especially in laundromat, where Karl is enjoying some “french fried potaters”
the opening track “Asylum.” It sounds like the barometric pressure from the Frostee Cream, he meets up with young Frank—and they
before a storm, like the air is heavy with something. Lanois says it’s quickly develop an unlikely but beautiful friendship, like a contem-
the sound of time—of all the time Karl’s been quietly living behind porary Boo Radley and Scout. Later, at Frank’s quiet sanctuary in
institutional walls—but it also drawls and lumbers like Karl, too. the woods, Karl tells Frank about the little brother he was forced
Thornton transformed himself to become this deceptively simple to bury alive, and Lanois’s voice doubles with guitar and a ghostly
character with the jutting jaw and vacant stare and grunted good synthesizer in a nostalgic lament. And when Karl is baptized in the
old boy slang, but if the actor and Karl have something in common, Saline, the voice of Emmylou Harris, stacked into a one-woman
it’s their pace. Lanois remembers his very first phone conversation chorus, warbles the melody of “Shenandoah.” All of it is bathed in
with Thornton in 1996: “I realized that he was quite a bit like me— Lanoisian reverb and atmosphere, achieved through the technological
he spoke slowly. And there was not this discomfort about wanting alchemy he developed in Ontario—but in that fog are the musical
to fill every little space, so it was okay to pause a little bit and be ghosts of the South.
thoughtful, and then carry on talking.” It’s all just storytelling, says Lanois, who most recently made the
The first composer Thornton contacted about scoring his film had album Heavy Sun with several church folk from Louisiana on the
wanted to accentuate the humor in Karl’s funny way of talking, of strength of an idea: “Let’s see if we can take gospel music to the
being—but that was entirely wrong. “You could’ve done Winnie the future.” When Willy Thornton, who was sitting on his father’s lap
Pooh or something,” Lanois says, imitating a bouncing tuba motif, on that fateful day in 1996, grew up and took a job in Toronto, Billy
“a little more Andy of Mayberry, sort of laughing at the lighter side Bob asked Lanois to look after him. “He came over...and he lived in
of life. But I guess Billy wanted to be a little more serious about his my studio for a year,” Lanois laughs. “So we’re kind of family in a
message, because he’s a deep cat.” Thornton made only one request strange way. I guess Billy never really bought into too much bullshit,
of Lanois: full commitment. Everyone else who’d worked to make and he might have appreciated that some of us Canadians think we
this little gem of a movie had given it their full heart and both feet. have a pretty good bullshitometer. So maybe he appreciated some
Lanois said no problem—that’s how he always worked. of that in me.”
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98 WINTER 2021 Johnny Bristol, c. 1970 © Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images
Country
Boy
Gone City
A ballad of Johnny Bristol, Al Green,
and Battle Creek’s Bloody Corner
by
Rebecca
Bengal
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THAT WAS THE NAME OF THE JOINT
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Left: The Creations and Junior
Walker at the El Grotto Lounge,
left to right: Gene Mason,
Curtis Rogers, Lee Virgis, Junior
Walker, Al Green, Willie Woods.
Photo courtesy Michigan Rock
and Roll Legends
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I wish I’d asked her then what she pictured, if in her mind when I all alone, but my mind’s goin’ back to Morganton...North Carolina.”
left, I just dissolved altogether. On the phone she’d want to know When he sings “North Carolina” in that refrain, he emphasizes the
the things she could hold on to: what the weather was like, what I genuine accent of the place; there’s a palpable put-on twang in the
was cooking, when I was coming home. word “boy” in “A country boy gone city, blinded by its neon signs.”
“What’s much harder to find in a book is the experience of leaving To commemorate Johnny Bristol Day, the lyrics to “Morganton” are
everything behind,” Green remembers in Take Me to the River, his printed in the local newspaper like a poem.
2000 autobiography. He was about nine years old when the fam- His honorary banquet, held at a neighborhood recreation center, is
ily migrated north and didn’t much care for the reality of Grand sold out in advance to an audience of 450—“everybody in Morganton
Rapids (an hour and change north of Battle Creek). “As far as I was was there that could get there,” says Brenda Brewer, who was on the
concerned, Michigan might just as well have been the dark side of alumni committee that helped organize Johnny Bristol Day. She still
the moon...it sure was cold enough to be. I couldn’t have imagined keeps her program among her Johnny Bristol LPs. “Whenever ‘Hang
a place more distant and different from the warm nights and wide- On In There, Baby’ comes on you wanna turn it up,” she tells me on
open fields of my home.” the phone. “When my husband was still living, we’d put it on and you
Eventually Al joins the school choir, and tunes in to WCHB, the know, get to dancing around the kitchen! It makes you smile, makes
Detroit station that played Nat King Cole, Little Richard, Chuck you feel good, makes you remember.” Bristol’s banquet is sandwiched
Berry, and a song by a distant cousin of his from West Memphis, into days of touring local schools and institutions, giving interviews,
Arkansas—Herman, better known as Junior Parker, who had a a radio show. There are speeches, a custom-designed cake. Just
hit with “Mystery Train”: “It before he receives the keys to
sent shivers down my spine,” the city, a pre-taped personal
Green writes, “from the very congratulatory greeting from
first notes.”
Robert Greene reestablishes The El Grotto is a Smokey Robinson plays for the
hometown crowd.
the family gospel choir, and At Olive Hill, the all-Black
they tour as far away as Cana- school from which he gradu-
da and New York City, singing
“Mary Don’t You Weep” and
neighborhood bar—beer, ated, Bristol was a star football
player and a tenor in the glee
“How I Got Over.” Meanwhile club (his voice deepened later)
Al hums along to Stevie Won-
der and Little Eva in secret,
wine, records on the encouraged by his teacher Ef-
fie Williams. At Slades Chapel
but when his father catches he sang in the choir, but he
him listening to Jackie Wil-
son’s “A Woman, A Lover, A
jukebox, fights on the never learned to read music.
“My parents never imagined
Friend,” he breaks the record anything for us but college,”
and the player. Al runs away
from home, determined to regular, and sometimes, John Fleming tells me. “If
you didn’t go to college, you
go out and buy the record wanted to get out somehow,”
again. (Once, asked about says Calvin Johnson, husband
her father’s influences, John-
ny Bristol’s youngest daugh-
guns drawn. of Bristol’s only sister, Barbara.
Like Bristol, Johnson enlisted
ter Karla Gordy Bristol says, in the service: when he was
“I think everyone back then in Germany, Barbara, called
was influenced by Jackie Wilson.”) With two friends, Green forms Nudie, who passed away this Easter 2021, went to live for a while
a band, Al Green & the Creations, and by late fall of 1966, they’re with Johnny’s family in Michigan. “If you didn’t get out, you tried
putting up handbills for a show at the El Grotto Lounge in nearby to get on at the hosiery mill or the furniture factory.” That I knew
Battle Creek—“a smoky dive on the outskirts of town.” It won’t be implicitly. My own parents were almost the opposite—though my
long before Al Green & the Creations have a hit on their hands with father, Deaf from birth, had been a boarding student at the North
“Back Up Train,” and bookings at the Apollo, and it won’t be long Carolina School for the Deaf in Morganton, both he and my mother
before Al meets his future Hi Records producer Willie Mitchell on a were from elsewhere in the state and had moved to town to teach
shared bill in Midland, Texas, a meeting that paves the way for his and work at NCSD. Growing up, I never imagined staying. In “Mor-
return South to Memphis. ganton, North Carolina,” Bristol sings of his father, “we didn’t want
for nothing, though his pay was small as hell.” In an interview in the
local News Herald, Bristol painted a starker vision of his prospects:
MIND’S GOING BACK TO THE PLACE WHERE I WAS BORN “If I’d stayed here, I’d probably be working down at Drexel Furniture,
trying to make ends meet. That is, if I wasn’t in jail.”
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Walked back to my car with an expression on your face that surely City, a very small apartment in Brooklyn, and it’s hard to believe
said ‘You are all that matter right here and now,’ placed the most anyone wrote a song about our town, period. We’re too far west to
passionate kiss on my lips. Then strutted back to your truck just in merit a specific small town shoutout in Petey Pablo’s “Raise Up,” so
time for the light to change.” even though I claimed that song too back in 2001, the experience
Another poster, Connie, who writes of a sixteen-and-a-half-year of hearing Bristol’s is part odd pride, part a little amazement. I’d
relationship with Bristol, magnanimously acknowledges “all those never heard anyone romance our town, at least not anyone whom
other women who were blessed with [his love] as I was and still am... I felt I could trust, someone who could paint it in all its colors, and
He made the women he loved feel special.” Mixed in with memories still underline the need to leave it.
by Marilyn and Connie and barbs from a defensive “unknown” are
testimonials from a former lawn mower and aspiring musician for
whom Bristol once gave a preview of his never-released gospel album. YES WE WILL, YES WE WILL
Another arrives from producer Lamar Thomas who wrote a song
for that same final, unfinished album, and who has since died. There
are tributes from the faraway fans who grew up in homes “where
[M]otown was always on the lips of many of my aunts,” the fans who
G ranted I grow up with one parent who doesn’t hear music,
and both parents working extra jobs while raising us. So I
don’t recall when I consciously become aware of Johnny Bristol. I
cite his “passionate and uncommonly endearing country twang style simply absorb the music. Who doesn’t, after all, know the Temp-
of singing.” They call out the songs by name: “You and I.” “Love No tations, the Four Tops, the Supremes? Maybe my sister and I see
Longer Has a Hold on Me.” “Do It To My Mind.” “Memories Don’t reruns of the jubilance of the Soul Train line dancing to “Love No
Leave Like People Do.” They write, “Brother Johnny, bless me with Longer Has a Hold On Me” (1981). From the blacktop behind our
your spirit!” They are joined by Fawn: “Johnny was a wonderful man, elementary school where we shoot hoops and play foursquare and
genuine, very kind, sincere, and compassionate about everything jump rope and slap down cardboard, we can catch sight of the rec
and everyone. He had no ego or conceit like Marvin Gaye and David center where Bristol’s sold-out banquet was held, but we aren’t
Ruffin... The time I spent with him will always bring a smile and told that story. When we jealously watch the older sixth-grade kids
bliss whenever I’m feeling low. Johnny always knew how to make a choreograph a dance to “Beat It” for the end-of-year music show,
woman feel beautiful by using his heart and mind and not just with none of our teachers tell us that a man from our hometown produced
what’s between his legs.” Daughter Karla Gordy Bristol, who is now some of Michael Jackson’s songs, and Jermaine’s and Janet’s. That
a talk show host in Beverly Hills, responds to the thread three years some of the kids in our school are related to Johnny Bristol, some
later, diplomatically and with appreciation: “He gave a lot of love, go to his church, some are friends of his family, some live right by
and could have taught classes on how to treat a lady.” Mountain View Rec.
I think about how Dick Clark asked Johnny Bristol, “Are you a In fourth grade in North Carolina public school—at least then—
romantic individual?” to which Bristol intoned, in that deep steady you learn state history. The rivers named for peoples who were
bass, “I believe in love...” removed, the Lost Colony, the first English child born in the newly
settled colonies, no kidding. You learn the mountains, the Pied-
mont, the coastal plain; you commit to memory the names of the
TIRED OF BEING ALONE one hundred counties, the names of the places where tobacco and
peanuts come from. You do not hear about your classmates’ uncles
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TOWARD THE SUN
Kwame Brathwaite
Opposite page: Stevie Wonder headlines Human Kindness Day at the National Mall, Washington,
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Quincy Jones, c. 1972.
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Sikolo Brathwaite wearing headpiece
designed by Carolee Prince, c. 1968.
Nomsa Brath on the cover of Lou Donaldson, The Natural Soul, 1962.
Opposite page: Max Roach in Harlem, c. 1962.
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The Jackson brothers aboard a boat from Gorée Island, Senegal, c. 1974.
Opposite page: Sister Sledge at Brathwaite’s studio, c. 1978.
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Nina Simone on stage during a concert at the
Beacon Theater in New York City, c. 1973.
Opposite page: Marvin Gaye, c. 1974.
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KEEPER OF THE IMAGES BY JASMINE SANDERS
1968 image taken by the photographer Brathwaite’s parents were Barbadian immigrants, among the
Kwame Brathwaite features his wife hundreds of thousands of Afro-Caribbean migrants to the U.S.
Sikolo, captured in profile against an in the twentieth century—largely concentrated in the North-
apricot background. At a glance, she east—who reconfigured the cultures, politics, and labor forces
bears resemblance to Cicely Tyson, who of global metropolises. His parents settled in what Brathwaite
had appeared on stage, freshly mown refers to as “the People’s Republic of Brooklyn.” When he was
and undeniable, in Jean Genet’s 1961 an adolescent, the burgeoning influences of Garveyism, black
stage production of The Blacks. Resting nationalism, and other liberationist ideologies enlivened the air
atop Sikolo’s own close-cut natural is a of Brathwaite’s native Brooklyn, suffusing him with the impera-
bright headpiece fashioned by Carolee tives of the nascent black revolution and its associative imagery.
Prince and worn with commingled grandeur and airiness which In 1955, he encountered Emmett Till’s mangled body, published
suggests that the cascade of pink, white, and red beading might in Jet magazine, casket open at Till’s mother’s request. This
have sprung from her very head. The side view showily centers further solidified Brathwaite’s racial consciousness as well as
those features historically reviled—her rounded nostrils, the his budding artistic ethos. His entire output can be understood
full fullness of her mouth, her deep brown skin—paired with as a response to the photo of the massacred boy and its varied,
the era’s cosmetic vogues. Thin, crescent brows, eyeliner wings innumerable corollaries. Lynchings, covered in newspapers and
sharp. The portrait is tight but not claustrophobic, forsaking eternalized via postcard aide-mémoire, reminded the black
the cold, invading lens of the ethnographer, photojournalist, populace of their lowly station below the Mason-Dixon. Later,
or policeman, with their queasy intentions and methods, for television footage of police savagery, fire hoses, and lunging
an alternative mode of intimacy. This ability to impart unto the canines in Northern cities asserted that theirs was a violence
viewer a deeper, more profound sense of knowing figures both without refuge. Brathwaite was attempting to leverage a sort of
anonymous and globally renowned eventually earned Brathwaite countering visual lexicon, replicating the political utility of the
the unofficial title “Keeper of the Images.” When black was finally aforementioned, brutal imagery, but toward a different end. He
decreed beautiful, Brathwaite not only amplified the notion, but and his brother founded the African Jazz-Art Society & Studios
offered attesting pictorial evidence. (AJASS), an arts coalition focused on Pan-African teachings, in
According to his son and archivist, Kwame Jr., the elder Manhattan one year later. A troupe of black women who came to
Brathwaite’s oeuvre is goliath beyond numeration, comprising be known as the Grandassa Models, Sikolo among its participants,
thousands of images chronicling decades of black social life. showcased the splendor of afro-textured hair, darker skin, and
Brathwaite began photo taking in the 1950s, often inside jazz West African–inspired dress.
clubs like the Bronx’s Club 845, where his initial involvement Which isn’t to imply that it was a movement without critique
consisted of drawing talent and organizing shows. Hasselblad or outright refutation of its particular romances and dignified
camera in hand, he soon began recording the likes of Dizzy Gil- ethno-chauvinisms. Though the metrics had changed, the de-
lespie, Duke Ellington, Thelonious Monk, and Sarah Vaughan, mands and standards of beauty, especially pertaining to black
the jazzmen and -women who engineered the era’s sonics just as women, remained stringent and entrenched: The body curvy
Brathwaite did visually. The aesthetics of jazz—its exploratory but by no means fat, the attire denoting vague relations to
improvisation and texturality—thrum through his work. His snap some distant, Nubian aristocracy, the perfectly spherical ’fro.
of Miles Davis is at a measured, intuitive distance, in mercurial Michele Wallace, writing of the era’s circumscriptions: “On the
black and white. Davis’s eyes are sealed shut as the bassist Paul cultural level everything had to be rehauled. Black poems, plays,
Chambers looks on, brows lurched upward in reverent alertness, paintings, novels, hairstyles, and apparel were springing up like
the synergic relation between bassist and trumpeter akin to that weeds in Central Park. Brothers, with softly beating drums in
which exists between photographer and subject, and subject and the background, were talking about beautiful black Queens of
viewer. This interplay is also redolent of black Christian traditions the Nile and beautiful full lips and black skin and big asses.”
of testimony and worship: Discernable in Marvin Gaye’s uprisen Yet the prettiness and allure of the images remain. The Brath-
arms and his contorted, dewy face, and in the angle of Nina waite photos I find most endearing are those of black collectivity
Simone’s sharply arched leg, the halo of stage light just missing and sociality, the multitudinous affects and postures within the
her jeweled head, is the posture of a testifier. Stevie Wonder, cityscape, which would only be subjected to increasing censure
in a camel-colored dashiki at the zenith of his classics period, in the decades to come. These showcase most effectively Brath-
tosses his head toward heaven, the similarly brown audience waite’s lofty, dignifying endeavor, his attempt to utilize his lens,
unidentifiable but appropriately enthralled congregants. The as the Bajan poet and scholar Kamau Brathwaite wrote of Paule
mix of semi-posed shots and candids calls to mind the stylized Marshall: “...not to say ‘it is so,’ but to say, as the conjuror says,
photo galleries of black homes, a mix of altar and interior decor. this is how it could/should be.”
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The cover for chart and rose to number twenty-two on the magazine’s pop chart,
kicks off with a concise sketch of Tina’s Down South hometown: “A
church house, gin house / A school house, outhouse / On Highway
the 1973 album Number Nineteen…” Closing side two, the less known “Club Man-
hattan” travels upsouth to East St. Louis and slows things down as
Nutbush City Limits it recalls the nightlife scene that sustained Ike’s band, the Kings of
Rhythm, and launched Tina’s career in the 1950s. The two songs are
offers a visual companion pieces—featuring the same roadhouse-style guitar and
soul horn arrangement—and the lyrics Tina wrote for them draw
representation of on her memories of key places of her youth and celebrate the com-
munities found in them.
the Southern roots “Club Manhattan” describes one of the African American cultural
spaces in which rhythm and blues and its descendent rock & roll
and the movement were created. The club was part of the chitlin circuit, the network of
venues that ranged from legitimate theaters like the Apollo to small
clubs to makeshift stages in barns and Elks clubs where African
to other parts of American musicians, singers, dancers, and comedians performed
for African American audiences. The goings-on at the Club Manhat-
the country that tan were rooted in the African American Southern traditions that
Black migrants carried with them when they moved from the South
are crucial to the to towns and cities in other parts of the United States. The song is
a mid-tempo track whose twanging guitar rhythms and backing
biographies of Ike horns evoke late nights at a roadhouse, as Tina describes an evening
at “the swinging little club.” There were “women dressed in satin,”
and Tina Turner people “playing craps in the back,” someone “frying fish up in the
front,” and “a whole lot of romping foot stomping” inspired by “the
and numerous other man on the stand, children…Ike Turner and the Kings of Rhythm.”
She even provides driving directions: just go “Over across the Eads
Bridge, / By East St. Louis, / Six blocks down Broadway.” Take that
African Americans. ride across the Mississippi River and, seven nights a week, you could
join the party. For a few years during the 1950s, the Club Manhattan
Both the front and back feature a four-color, cartoonlike illustra- was home base for the Kings of Rhythm, participants in the area’s
tion of the Tennessee countryside with photos of Tina (without vibrant music scene, one that spanned jazz, blues, classical, rhythm
Ike) superimposed into the scene. On the front, the sun sets behind and blues, and rock & roll. (Tina calls the spot “Club Manhattan”
Tennessee mountains dotted with pine trees; to one side is a wooden in the song and in her memoir; Ike calls it the “Manhattan Club”
house with smoke rising out of its chimney and, across the way, a in his memoir, and that was the name on the front of the building.)
small wooden outhouse. A yellow traffic sign that reads ENTERING St. Louis and East St. Louis count among their native and adopted
NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS sits in the foreground to the right of a barefoot mid-century African American musicians jazz trumpeters Clark
Tina Turner in a long purple cotton-print dress, her eyes shut and Terry and Miles Davis, pioneering rock & roll guitarist Chuck Berry,
teeth bared in a grimace as she puts her foot up against the front blues guitarist Albert King, opera singers Grace Bumbry and Robert
grille of a 1950s-era Chevrolet pickup truck. The back cover shows McFerrin Sr., r&b and soul singer Fontella Bass, avant-garde jazz
a similar mountainous background, but the sign in the foreground musicians Julius Hemphill and Oliver Lake, and, of course, Ike and
now reads LEAVING NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS. Tina’s attire and vehicle Tina Turner.
I
have also changed. She wears a fur coat, a long black skirt, and
high-heeled black pumps. She is sitting, with her legs crossed, on
a late-model silver Rolls Royce, one hand resting on the gleaming
hood and her face turned to the camera. The picture of elegance, she ke Turner and Anna Mae Bullock met in St. Louis, but
wears an expression of subdued satisfaction. The car’s blue-and-gold they were not from St. Louis. They had moved to the city
California license plate is personalized with BOLIC, the name of the known as the “Gateway City to the West” within a few
studio that Ike built in Inglewood, California, and the place where years of each other in the mid-1950s and were among
they recorded the album. It is an image of the kind of arrival that the estimated six million African Americans who left the
African American migrants leaving the South might have dreamed South for the Northeast, Midwest, and West between 1916
of achieving, heading out west to Los Angeles where the Turners put and 1970 to seek economic opportunities and relief from
down roots in the early 1960s. Between the truck and the Rolls, Tina the daily violence of the region’s entrenched system of
and Ike met and forged their professional and personal partnership segregation. This Great Migration was the largest internal
in the Up South metropolis of St. Louis, or more specifically, East movement of U.S. citizens in American history, and it reshaped the
St. Louis, Illinois, across the Mississippi River. The album’s familiar nation’s social and cultural landscapes. In their new homes, usually
opening title track, which reached number eleven on Billboard’s r&b cities, recent arrivals from the South maintained some of the old
Ike & Tina Turner, 1963. © Gilles Piccard/Dalle/ZUMA Wire. Concert ticket and Washington Park Lots map, 1910, courtesy the
Missouri History Museum Archives, St. Louis. Ike and Tina Turner c. 1972. © van Houten/Pictorial Press Ltd/Alamy OXFORDAMERICAN.ORG 123
among the ten largest cities in the United States. It was
also known as the American city that typified the most
Northern of the Southern cities and the most Southern
of Northern.”
Ike Turner (1931–2007), born and raised in Clarks-
dale, Mississippi, moved to St. Louis in 1954. He was
already, at age twenty-three, a professional musician
and chose to settle in a city with an active live music
scene and proximity to even more clubs across the river
in the Illinois towns such as East St. Louis and Brooklyn.
Turner gravitated to music at an early age and learned to
play boogie-woogie-style piano from bluesman Pinetop
Perkins, a local fixture in Clarksdale. Turner joined a
swing-style big band in high school, meeting the musi-
cians who would eventually form the group known as
Tina Turner in a nightclub, c. 1957. the Kings of Rhythm. In early 1951, this band recorded
“Rocket 88,” a swinging, slightly distorted number that
St. Louis African Americans in the Twentieth Century, Ann Morris many rock history aficionados identify as the first rock & roll record.
observes, “Missouri had been a slave state before the Civil War but To Turner’s everlasting chagrin, the song, which went to number
stayed in the Union during the rebellion. After the war, St. Louis and one on the rhythm and blues charts, was credited to Jackie Brenston
Missouri continued to observe many of the customs and practices and His Delta Cats, foregrounding the track’s vocalist and leaving off
of the South. All public schools in Missouri were segregated by law, Turner and the Kings of Rhythm. This denied Turner the recognition
and most public facilities, including restaurants, hotels, department and promotional benefits of being associated with a hit record. He
stores, theaters, and hospitals, were segregated in practice.” Upon nevertheless subsequently connected with Joe Bihari of Modern/
her arrival in St. Louis in 1956, Anna Mae Bullock would have found RPM Records and began a stint as a talent scout, locating promis-
that the city operated according to many of the rules of Jim Crow ing blues and r&b musicians in Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, and
she had experienced in Tennessee. She enrolled at Sumner High Florida, traveling throughout the region with Bihari to record them.
School, founded in 1875, the first high school for African Americans In many cases, he wrote songs for these artists so they would have
established by a public school district west of the Mississippi. Ef- original material for their records. Turner played piano on a num-
forts to desegregate the city’s schools began in the wake of the U.S. ber of sessions—perhaps most notably on the track “Three O’Clock
Supreme Court’s 1954 Brown v. Board of Education of Topeka deci- Blues,” the single, released late in 1951, that earned blues great B. B.
sion, but the stark residential segregation, buttressed by restrictive King his first number-one r&b hit—and continued to work with his
covenants, redlining, and practices of steering Black home buyers to own band, taking up the guitar when he determined that reliable
a limited set of neighborhoods, undermined the process. The open- pianists were easier to find than reliable guitarists.
ing lines of Gail Milissa Grant’s book, At the Elbows of My Elders, In 1954, Turner brought his band to Ned Love’s Club in East St.
about her middle-class African American family’s experience in St. Louis. The Kings of Rhythm, an ensemble featuring guitar, bass,
Louis, capture the social and racial contours of this time. “When drums, trombone, saxophones, and male vocalists, were a hit, and
I grew up in St. Louis in the 1950s,” she writes, “it was a town of the band quickly got bookings at other clubs in the area. Turner’s
contradictions: at once brawny and slumbering, industrial and mom band was soon playing fourteen jobs a week around town and quickly
and pop, ethnically diverse and staunchly segregated, corn fed and became a well-regarded local act. Recalling the crowds at their
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of the fact that women made up the majority of the audience and, out-of-town gig, and ultimately becoming a featured vocalist on two
in a departure from the segregation that governed life in Nutbush or three songs with the band nightly. She would sing the B. B. King
and St. Louis, both Black and white women were in attendance. Her song “You Know I Love You,” and “Since I Fell for You,” a popular
initial response to the Club Manhattan was a lack of interest, even aballad first recorded by Ella and Buddy Johnson in 1945.
bit of boredom, but all of that changed when Ike Turner joined his In Tina’s estimation, the Kings of Rhythm’s predominantly female
band on the stage, emanating a charisma that she appreciated even audience liked her because she did not seem like competition for
though she did not find him physically attractive. “But there was them. “I didn’t have a big ass,” she explains in her memoir, “so they
something about him,” she explains. “Then he got up onstage and didn’t think the guys would be interested in me, right? So, soon
they’re going, ‘Girl, you can siing!’” Anna Mae, known in the band as
picked up his guitar. He hit one note, and I thought: ‘Jesus, listen to
this guy play.’ And that joint started rocking. The floor was packed Little Ann, became an indispensable part of the group in the spring
with people dancing and sweating to this great music, and I was just of 1960 when she filled in for vocalist Art Lassiter at a recording
sitting there amazed, staring at Ike Turner. I thought, ‘God, I wonder
session. Unwilling to forfeit the money he had paid for the studio
why so many women like him? He sure is ugly.’ But I kept listening rental, Ike decided to have Little Ann lay down the vocal track on “A
and looking. I almost went into a trance just watching him.” Drawn Fool in Love.” He intended to strip out her vocal and replace it with
in by her first encounter with Ike and the Kings, Anna Mae, who had Lassiter’s at a later date. That plan was scuttled when Juggy Mur-
always loved to sing, set her sights on performing with the band. ray at Sue Records heard Little Ann’s track and insisted that it was
In a 1981 interview with Brant Mewborn, the late Rolling Stone worth releasing. This seems to be the point at which Ike christened
editor whose tapes are now in the collection of the New York Public Little Ann “Tina Turner,” solidifying her connection to him. And, he
Library, Tina described her experience joining the Kings of Rhythm reasoned, if she left him, as many of his previous vocalists had, he
as sounding “like a fairy tale,” but it is clear that the girl who would
could replace her with another woman he would call “Tina” so his
eventually become the Queen of Rock & Roll made her own luck. band could keep on performing. It did not work out that way. When
She recalled, Tina left Ike in 1976, she held on to the right to use the name Tina
Turner and went on to craft one of the more remarkable ascensions
Well, I had been following Ike around the city for about…maybe to pop music superstardom, doing so, miraculously, in her forties.
a few weeks trying to get his attention to let me sing and I guess During Anna Mae’s early years with the Kings of Rhythm, the band
he thought that I couldn’t. It was one of the after-hours clubs was expanding its audience beyond the Black community. Ike recalled
and we were sitting, my sister and I and our little party, and it the racial demographics of the clubs that were part of his band’s
was intermission and it was one of those nights when Ike was on circuit in his memoir: “It was totally black at the Manhattan Club in
the stage creating and I knew the song he was playing. Someone East St. Louis, the Harlem Club in [Brooklyn] and the Kingsbury up
set a microphone down, the drummer, who was dating my sister in Madison, all in Illinois. The white clubs were the Club Imperial in
at the time. He was teasing with her. And I took the mic and I St. Louis and Johnny’s Lounge out in South St. Louis. After I gained
started singing. a heavy following among both blacks and whites, I
And Ike was a started demanding that blacks should be able to go to
little surprised white clubs and whites to black clubs.” This breakdown
because he of racial boundaries is a core element of the history
didn’t know that
ON THE WEST COAST of rock & roll, with white teens reveling in a musical
I could sing. I THEY ENJOYED sound and culture that segregation had kept from
mean he thought MORE FREEDOM AND them. Once they had found it, they made an effort to
that I was prob- immerse themselves in it, even against the wishes of
ably—you know ACCESS THAN IN their white elders. In his memoir Ike describes police
how some peo- ST. LOUIS, BUT STILL raids on the white clubs where white teenagers were
ple just think flouting the prohibition against socializing with African
they can sing or CONTENDED WITH Americans and recalls nights when car after car of
something? So RACIAL POLITICS— those same teens followed the Kings of Rhythm across
he called me up the Eads Bridge to join in the after-hours scene at the
SPECIFICALLY,
[on stage] and I Club Manhattan. Some racial barriers were eroding in
did like three or THE ENTRENCHED this Up South metropolis and, over the years of their
four numbers SEGREGATION recording career, Ike and Tina Turner released records
with him. Ev- that traversed the genres, ranging from rhythm and
eryone came in OF THE RECORDING blues to soul to rock to blues to country, and were
to see who was INDUSTRY. geared to attracting the kind of broad audience they
singing. had built in St. Louis.
Tina’s disclosures about Ike’s abusive behavior to-
Over the next ward her and his control of the pair’s professional for-
few years, bit by tunes—recounted in her 1986 memoir I, Tina, the 1993
bit, Anna Mae became a part of the band, first sneaking out to sing Hollywood biopic What’s Love Got to Do with It, Broadway’s Tina:
with the band on weekends without her mother’s knowledge, even- The Tina Turner Musical, and most recently the HBO documentary
tually getting her mom’s permission to travel with the band for an Tina—contribute to an image of someone whom Ike, Svengali-like,
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hen Aretha Franklin, born in Memphis and raised in
Detroit, channeled Jesus Christ, born in Bethlehem and
raised in Nazareth, and called for Lazarus of Bethany
to come back from the dead, somebody or bodies in
Watts heard and heeded her voice and got up walking
like natural men. It was the second and final night of Franklin’s Janu-
ary 1972 performance recording of Amazing Grace in Los Angeles
at the New Temple Missionary Baptist Church. That night, Franklin,
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the performance of a miracle. Footage of her calling Lazarus back years after the assassinations and the riots, when the world outside
from the tomb during “Mary Don’t You Weep” is missing from the our homes shouted anew that we were not welcome, that we should
album’s documentary film, released in 2018. To be sure, the footage be in bondage in prisons or schools, or else we should be cast out
and the film it finally became had a troubled technical and spiritual of our neighborhoods or this life altogether, the Amazing Grace
history. It was infamously lacking the clappers that facilitate the syn- album was a cherished reminder that victory would one day be ours.
ching of video and audio, and it had to await the arrival of modern As ravenous as anyone else, the thing I had most wanted to see in
technology to reveal it like some DNA sitting in an evidence locker. Amazing Grace was Franklin calling Lazarus. I had most wanted to
And Franklin famously did not want it to be released and blocked it see the miracle performed, had longed to see the shape of Aretha’s
in all the ways she could until she flew home. When it was released, mouth when she called him forward, to confirm with my eyes that
and we flocked to see it wherever it was screened, possessing and somebody was raised and had come walking in the church loosed
consuming it, willing it to fill us up full, we were collectively viewing of death. But alas it was not there. The editing of the documentary
it over Franklin’s dead body. conspicuously skips from Franklin recounting what Jesus had said
I know why we all wanted to pull the film into our hearts with just before the resurrection—“for the benefit of you who don’t be-
our eyes and ears and whatever other senses we could reasonably lieve”—to just after that moment when Lazarus comes forth from
lay on it. The Amazing Grace album had been and still is a quintes- the tomb alive and well. I wondered who in Watts was restored that
sential staple of Black American families, as synonymous with the evening? From what tombs did they emerge with full, warm breaths
Black domestic realm as the blues is with Saturday morning house in their bodies again? Did they walk into a corner store on South
scourings. It is a reminder of and testament to ’Retha’s gospel roots Broadway and ask for water? I chuckled at Franklin’s protection
lest any of us got silly and forgot; in a pinch, it’s a damned good magic on earth and in heaven. The last time Jesus raised somebody
substitute for church. In addition to its ancestral resonance and from the dead in front of a crowd of witnesses he was crucified.
spiritual beauty, it is the best-selling live gospel album of all time The practical reason I wanted to see the mechanics of the resur-
because it is the only gospel album delivered by a prophet. From rection was for research purposes. I wanted to understand what
the pulpit and the piano, Franklin preached the good news. In those went wrong two years prior when I had tried to call my daddy
G
rowing up in Laredo, Texas, on the U.S.- Local musicians began mixing the rhythms, ar- We were into hip-hop and funk and this and that,
Mexico border in the 1990s, Adrian Que- rangements, and melodies of Southern soul with but we were now interpreting the music we grew
sada spent his teenage years consumed local Tejano—itself a combination of traditional up with through that filter.”
by hip-hop and punk rock, like many Mexican music with horns and the polka beats of While co-leading Black Pumas with frontman
other kids growing up in the glory days Eastern European immigrants in the region—and Eric Burton today, Quesada has also taken on the
of grunge and backpack rap. cumbia, a melding of western African rhythms with role of conservator for the genre by assembling key
But wherever he went—family gatherings, street indigenous musical traditions that migrated north artists for original compositions and re-recordings
festivals, and trips across the Rio Grande—the from its origin in villages along the Rio Magdalena of Chicano soul classics on the 2018 compilation
rhythms of Mexican rancheros and cumbia, as in Colombia. Look at My Soul: The Latin Shade of Texas Soul [Na-
well as the r&b stylings of local artists like Ruben This vivid collage of influences finally found cional/Amazon Music]. He produced the record—as
Ramos, Little Joe, and Sunny & the Sunliners, left Quesada while he was studying at the University well as the Black Pumas recordings, which have
impressions on him. of Texas in Austin. Quesada joined an ensemble racked up four Grammy nominations—at his own
“I didn’t realize until later that I just absorbed that played Afro-Caribbean music—cumbia, salsa, Electric Deluxe Recorders studio in Austin, itself an
all that, growing up between two cultures, investment in documenting the evolution of
and Nuevo Laredo and Laredo,” says the pro- Chicano soul, hip-hop, and r&b, particularly
ducer and musician, who makes up one-half in southern Texas.
of Black Pumas, over the phone from Austin, Quesada cast a wider net for Look at My
Texas. “Half of my family was in Mexico and Soul, though, corralling artists from Califor-
the other half was on the United States side. nia’s Latin soul scene as well as Baltimore-
I would go back and forth and soak it all in. raised and Brooklyn-based Aaron Frazer, who
But to be totally honest, I didn’t really start performs with Durand Jones & the Indications
appreciating the music that was around me and as a solo artist. “I was just like, this is
until I was well into college.” so cool that ‘Chicano soul’ almost sounds
Laredo and South Texas lie at the conflu- intimidating to somebody who may not be
ence of musical traditions that reach down Chicano, but it’s really just so amazing how
to Colombia and over to the American Deep they embrace anything that feels good.”
South. While cultural exchanges between One of the most memorable moments of
Mexico and the American South date back at the recording sessions for Quesada happened
least a century to culinary traditions passed when he brought in singer Tomar Williams
between the borderlands, one of many musical from Austin and San Antonio–based Jonny
swaps emerged after World War II that changed Benavidez, a “walking encyclopedia of Chicano
the course of popular music. soul and old soul music…who’s really keeping
The epicenter of what became known as that torch alive of Chicano, really trying to
Chicano soul was more than one hundred miles merengue, and música criolla, in particular—which connect with soul music in kind of his own way.”
north of Laredo, in San Antonio, a city where the reintroduced him to the rhythms he heard in his The duo collaborated with Johnny Hernandez on a
majority of residents claim some Latin ancestry youth. From there he explored other regional music cover of “Ain’t No Big Thing,” a song he originally cut
and where 80,000 members of the armed forces of Mexico, “stuff that has been around me all my life, with his brother, Little Joe, in 1967 for Little Joe and
live between four military installations dotting the but I always blew it off,” he says. With friends from the Latinaires. At seventy-four, Hernandez’s vocals
region. Soldiers from different parts of the country back in Laredo, he formed Grupo Fantasma, a Latin- sound strong on the nearly note-for-note recreation,
converged here and shared musical ideas in those centered band that drew from cumbia, psychedelic blending with ambered horns and wrapped in Que-
crucial years between the late ’40s and early ’60s, rock, hip-hop, and funk, and were hand-picked by sada’s warm, lived-in production.
inspiring artists like Ruben Ramos to embrace r&b, Prince to open shows during a residency at his Rio “I remember they were singing backup vocals
first in groups like his brother’s Alfonso Ramos club in Las Vegas. on that song, and Johnny went over and sang with
Orchestra and then in his own Ruben Ramos & the “I started to dig and find more of those early them, and just seeing them connect and have fun,
Mexican Revolution on several independent records records, and that led me to realize that Sunny & it was almost like I could flash back fifty years and
in the ’70s. Another influential group of the era, Little the Sunliners had been developing his own brand of see Johnny and what it must’ve been like for him,
Joe and the Latinaires, explored soul and funk on soul, and Ruben Ramos had always dabbled in soul, to see black, brown, white, all kinds of people all in
albums like Soul Pride. and [Little] Joe and Johnny Hernandez had always this recording session and all just this exchange of
“You had these Mexican kids and Black kids that dabbled in soul,” he says. “And it really resonated ideas and energy,” says Quesada.
were in the military and kind of all brought their own with me because it provided some perspective for “What I love about that kind of Chicano soul thing
music to the table,” he says. what my friends and I were doing in our generation. is, it really has more bridges than it does walls.”
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BY Joi Gilliam
I
n the summer of 1993, I wrote and re-
corded my first album, The Pendulum
Vibe, in less than two weeks with Dallas
Austin at his Atlanta studio, DARP. I was
twenty-two. We’d met the previous year
at a Music Row studio in Nashville, my home-
town, where he was recording an album for
the experimental funk band Highland Place
Mobsters and enjoying newfound success
as one of the world’s hottest young music
producers with hits for ABC, TLC, and Boyz
II Men already under his belt.
Our creative kinship was instant. I was Vogue, Vanessa Williams, Caron Wheeler, them live and studying them daily sparked
the Black Southern belle rebel who refused Brownstone, Pebbles, and Amel Larrieux. I and crystalized my passion for variety in song
to conform to the constraints of expected was there and it still seems unreal. Thanks to composition. The differences in their voices
creative homogeny. Dallas was the young the video and a few photos floating around combined so perfectly to make an even more
gun with the Midas touch who knew his way the ’net I am often reminded of my early style: distinct collective sound, and deepened my
around the music industry and welcomed the the top hat, long blond braids, my favorite appreciation for vocal originality.
opportunity to explore uncharted territory black sequined leggings my mom gave me, My entire childhood I feasted on a con-
with me. We were very proud of the album a vintage button-down tied in the front, my sistent diet of music that demanded a soul-
we created and had many impromptu listen- favorite silver stilettos that I wore damn near opening abandon, like Minnie, Prince, Chaka,
ing sessions with comrades and associates every day. S.O.S. Band, Marvin, Labelle, Sade, Luther,
from all over the country. Their reaction was Angie Stone, the vocal arranger, directed Whitney, Rick and the Mary Jane Girls, and
always, “Play it again.” us as a choir. We were all different musicians, my childhood pastor, Oscar C. Myles, who
The album begins with “Stand,” the first but the world got to feel us as one wonderful, would whip the congregation into such a
verse of a song called “I’m Gon’ Stand!!!” by unified voice. After filming and recording for shouting praise frenzy he couldn’t even
Sweet Honey in the Rock. the better part of the day, the soundtrack preach the sermon. I watched Parliament-
executives decided to add “Stand” to the Funkadelic land the Mothership when I was
We will not bow down to racism track, as well, to accommodate the overflow six and saw Michael Jackson, Stephanie Mills,
We will not bow down to injustice of participation. and Teddy Pendergrass at Nashville’s Munici-
We will not bow down to exploitation pal Auditorium when I was eight.
I’m gon’ stand
I’m gon’ stand I ’d seen Sweet Honey in the Rock sing at
Fisk Memorial Hall, the home performance
venue of the Jubilee Singers, when I was in
In tenth grade, I won the school talent
show when I sang a rendition of “Every-
thing Must Change” inspired by the great
“Stand” introduced my own song called junior high. Dr. Bernice Johnson Reagon, Ev- Jean Carne. Fellow Nashvillian Gary “Lil
“Freedom.” And “Freedom” was chosen for elyn Maria Harris, and Ysaye Maria Barnwell G” Jenkins, best known as the lead singer of
the soundtrack of the 1995 Mario Van Peebles taught me what it means to lead a song. As r&b group Silk, accompanied me on piano.
film Panther, after the soundtrack’s supervi- they stood on that stage, I was enraptured by As I closed my eyes and took a deep breath
sor heard the song via DARP’S “hold music.” all that they were: regal, beautiful, brilliant, to sing “and hummingbirds do fly,” I was
It became a unifying battle cry performed by unapologetically Black women, masters of hyper aware of how my voice sounded in
a large ensemble of music’s best and bright- their craft doing the righteous work of heal- my own ears. How I felt as if I were roaring.
est Black female artists at the time. All these ing through the gift of song. I devoured every I held the note for several seconds and the
amazing women—many I grew up listening morsel I could find of their discography: swell of the audience’s cheers intensified. I
to and admiring, some just starting out like “In the Upper Room,” “No Images,” “Free- took a dramatic, abrupt pause and my entire
me—all there to sing MY song. Queen Latifah, dom Song,” “Meyango,” “Testimony,” “Gift body quickly shook and jerked with a ripple
Mary J. Blige, Yo-yo, TLC, Aaliyah, Patra, En of Love,” and “Battle for My Life.” Seeing wave from head to toe. I could not control
I
n the spring of 2000, Pimp C delivered one of rappers into the same category a grave mistake, more bars after Pimp C’s verse to close the song,
the most iconic lines in the history of Houston and gave context for the UGK sound. bookending the Texas braggadocio.
rap: “What y’all know about them Texas boys?” “What I’m doing there is called country rap tunes,” The Hype Williams–directed video filmed on
The verse closed out the Jay-Z hit “Big said Pimp C, who often sampled other Southern a yacht in Trinidad cemented UGK’s presence on
Pimpin’” from his fourth studio album, Vol. 3... artists like the Meters and Johnny “Guitar” Watson. the track and marked the only time Texas rappers
Life and Times of S. Carter. It was the New York rap- “It’s a derivative of what was done in New York, and topped MTV’s Total Request Live. The video was
per’s first platinum single, nominated for a Grammy, what came from West Coast and what came from a convergence of global influences that, perhaps
and reached number one on Billboard’s Rhythmic hip-hop and was done with gangster music. But I’m unintentionally, showed more cross-cultural musi-
Airplay charts. Timbaland produced the hypnotic making country rap down there. It’s a little bit slower, cal connections. Like hip-hop, the calypso music
track, and fans of his previous singles for Aaliyah it’s got some church influence into it, so it’s got a associated with Carnival has roots as protest mu-
(“If Your Girl Only Knew,” “Try Again”) and Ginuwine gospel feel. It’s got a soul feel to the music. We play sic, rebelling against oppressive colonialism with
(“Pony”) will recognize his signature off-kilter per- a lot of the instruments. And I can’t speak to those boasts, insults, and sexual innuendos that would
cussive bounce. A breezy flute sample from a 1957 other dudes, but me and Bun got something to say.” lead to government censorship early in the genre’s
song by Egyptian composer Baligh Hamdi provided By then, UGK had been featured on tracks by development. And the mock battles that exemplify
the melody (and later a copyright lawsuit), instilling rappers like Too $hort, Master P, and Three 6 Mafia, the theatrics of Carnival celebrations paralleled
in the song a feeling of globe-trotting opulence that whose 2000 single “Sippin’ on Some Syrup” became the subtext of Pimp C’s combative verse.
would be complemented by a music video filmed another crossover radio hit. But they’d yet to reso- The video’s success was a gift and a curse. Jive
aboard a luxury yacht in Trinidad during Carnival. nate with New York audiences. “New York artists Records asked UGK to record a follow-up with Jay-Z
But what made the song stand out from both knew UGK, but the kids on the corner of Brooklyn and Timbaland, including a second Hype Williams
Timbaland and Jay-Z’s other radio hits was the didn’t know who they were yet....They didn’t have video, but the gamble would cost an estimated $1.2
Lone Star swagger of Bun B and Pimp C from the the identity yet,” says Sonzala. million. UGK declined, and their label retaliated by
group UGK (Underground Kingz). The two rap- The “Big Pimpin’” partnership began when Bun failing to promote their next album.
pers’ contrasting styles—Bun’s silky-smooth lyri- B received a personal call from Jay-Z while he was
cism and Pimp’s gruff, chanting delivery—cast a
Texas-sized shadow over one of the world’s most
popular rappers.
recording Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter. Bun
B actually thought it was a prank and hung up, but
Jay-Z called back and they agreed to collaborate.
M eanwhile, more Texas artists were blazing up the
charts. In the early aughts, albums from Devin
the Dude, Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Mike Jones, Slim
Hailing originally from Port Arthur—the birth- Bun B was on board, but Pimp C was still skepti- Thug, and Lil’ Flip would all make national waves.
place of blues drummer Uncle John Turner and cal: he had already declined an offer to guest on And Bun B’s 2005 album Trill, which recounted the
psychedelic singer-songwriter Janis Joplin—UGK Jay-Z’s “A Week Ago” in 1998. Describing the “Big saga of the declined “Big Pimpin’” follow-up in the
were already local legends after years of indepen- Pimpin’” beat to MTV News in 2005, Pimp C said, song “The Story,” would debut at number six on the
dent releases and regional touring. “They didn’t “It sounded like a pop record to me. I didn’t want Billboard Hot 100. In 2007, UGK would release the
need the industry, they had their own industry,” to do it. It scared me, because I didn’t know how smash hit “Int’l Players Anthem (I Choose You)”
says Matt Sonzala, former writer for Murder Dog people was going to take us going in that direction.” featuring OutKast, followed a year later by a guest
magazine and longtime Texas hip-hop promoter. Eventually Pimp C relented, but delivered a verse verse from Bun B on M.I.A.’s “Paper Planes,” another
“The rap chitlin circuit was dominated by UGK. They marked by a stand-offish tone and insider refer- collaboration that introduced him to a new audience
were the kings, there’s no denying that....They kind ences to Houston culture (“lean up in my cup,” of indie and electronic music listeners. Bun B would
of laid a blueprint, and respect just spread naturally.” “comin’ down in candied toys”). go on to release four more studio albums and make
UGK’s first national success came in 1992 “I don’t think people knew what the hell he was dozens of featured appearances with the likes of Lil
with their debut album, Too Hard to Swallow, on talking about outside of his world,” Sonzala said. “He Wayne, Drake, and Gucci Mane.
Jive Records, including the single “Pocket Full very specifically made it as ‘Houston’ as possible. In the twenty-one years since “Big Pimpin’” and
of Stones,” which was featured on the Menace II Then Bun B went off, he was like, ‘Fuck y’all, I’m a the wave of Texas breakouts that followed, countless
Society soundtrack. The following year led to an- lyricist.’” Faniel added that Pimp C’s iconic line ask- other Houston artists have made their mark on the
other iconic Houston milestone: DJ Screw released ing the King of New York what he knew about Texas mainstream. From Travis Scott to Megan Thee Stal-
his first “chopped and screwed” tape, featuring was “really like a slap in the face.” Jay-Z added eight lion, Texas is no longer an outlier on the hip-hop map,
slowed down beats that became synonymous but rather a hotspot that dictates national
with Houston. trends. Stepping outside that insular regional
Hip Hop in Houston author Maco L. Faniel culture wasn’t an easy decision, but as Bun
refers to UGK as “an affiliate of Screwed Up B told BET, it was a monumental moment.
Click” but distinguishes the duo’s style as “It was probably the biggest chance that
“country rap.” In an interview on BET’s Rap we took in our career,” he said. “But it ended
City in 2007, Pimp C called lumping all Texas up being the biggest payoff as well.”
W
hen I entered the University of music started, from $1 to $1.75.) I recall that sity of Illinois at Chicago, spending thirty
Chicago in the fall of 1980 to at the entrance was a card table, on which years there and publishing sixteen books,
pursue my master’s in English, a cash box swallowed our $1 admission, an including Home/Bass (2013), which won an
my first class was Introduction absurd amount for the quality of the mu- American Book Award. He has spent most of
to Literary Study, taught by sic, a blues master performing almost every the waking hours of his adult life listening
Ned Rosenheim, author of the book What night: Buddy Guy, who founded the club in to, thinking about, and writing on the blues,
Happens in Literature (1961). As I sat there 1972 with L. C. Thurman; Guy’s sometime which to his thinking is the crucial Ameri-
with my sharpened can art form. “Nothing
pencils, I readied my that Richard Wright
mind for details about wrote is as authentic
philological arcana. as the blues,” he told
For the whole of that me recently. “Nothing.”
session and the next, In 2019, he was given
Professor Rosenheim the Fuller Award for
discussed the wonders Lifetime Achievement
of Chicago, with the ex- from the Poetry Foun-
plicit instruction to get dation and the Chicago
out of Hyde Park: Visit Literary Hall of Fame;
the Art Institute, the the cover of the pro-
Lyric Opera, Wrigley gram for that honor
Field, the Steppenwolf shows him sitting out-
Theatre, Frank Lloyd side the Checkerboard,
Wright’s Oak Park. such was his ubiquity
Don’t let your gradu- there and at other
ate years be circum- music venues.
scribed by the campus, “The Checkerboard,”
as glorious as it is, he he said, “was a blues
insisted. I took this to club but it was also a
heart and did all those living cultural institu-
things, as well as seeing tion…the school where
Walter Payton at Soldier Field (in single-digit collaborator Junior Wells, harpist supreme; the masters performed….More importantly, it
temperatures), attending a Second City im- Muddy Waters; Lefty Dizz; James Cotton. was almost like a training ground for young
prov show, eating a cheeseburger at the Billy Once we were in the door, a woman with an musicians. What do I mean? Junior Wells,
Goat Tavern, and drinking a martini at the aluminum pan offered us some spaghetti. James Cotton, Lefty Dizz would often call
Palmer House. One of my most memorable The narrow room was divey and intimate, these young people up to let them play at the
excursions was also one of the closest to the a juke joint on a city thoroughfare. If it was end of the night.” He pauses and laughs. “But
Hyde Park campus (about ten blocks away) Blue Monday, it’s likely that poet Sterling then again, most of the time they wouldn’t
but transported me back to the South: the Plumpp was there, too. call you up.”
Checkerboard Lounge at 423 E. 43rd Street. Plumpp, a native of Clinton, Mississippi, It is clear that we’re talking mostly about
It was well known to U. of C. students and was raised by his grandparents, sharecrop- the “old” Checkerboard. Even in its early
we gathered a group to go. I don’t remember pers whom he often worked alongside. An days, there were a large number of white
who played that night (my only trip there), outstanding student, he attended college in people like me and my graduate-student
but the atmosphere was one of homey wel- Kansas and moved to Chicago in 1962, where cohort in attendance. The Guy and Thurman
come. (One piece of advice I was given: some relatives lived and where he took a job partnership ended in 1985, and the latter
Get your beer right away because prices at the post office while writing poetry. He moved the club to Hyde Park in 2005, closer
increased by seventy-five percent once the went on to join the faculty at the Univer- to the university. (It closed for good after
Checkerboard Lounge, 423 E. 43rd St., Chicago, May 30, 1977. Photo by Jonas Dovydenas courtesy the
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Thurman’s death in 2015.) Other clubs where the traditions were
passed down—as Muddy Waters had done with Guy at the 708 Club, PL AYLI ST
shortly after Guy moved to Chicago—had already either closed
or moved; Plumpp specifically names Theresa’s and Peppers. The
contemporary crop of “white-tourist clubs,” as Plumpp calls them,
lack the pedagogical legacy of the old South Side venues. “I don’t A BRIEF
know whether you can apprentice yourself by sitting in. Although
the shows are good.” HISTORY
My one trip to the Checkerboard in 1981 was sandwiched between
two notable recorded performances there. In 1979, Guy tracked a
live album, The Dollar Done Fell, released in 1980 and reissued on
OF
CD in 1988 under the title Live at the Checkerboard Lounge; later in
1981, the Rolling Stones, in town for a multi-night arena show, visited
BOUNCE
the club and jammed with Muddy Waters, Guy, and others. After BY
years as a bootleg, the show was released as a CD and DVD in 2012,
and selected performances can be found on the Stones’ YouTube BIG
channel. Legend has it that it was an impromptu appearance by the
band at the club to see Waters, but there’s plenty of evidence, by
FREEDIA
reporting and by common sense observation of the videos, that it was
planned. No matter, both Waters and the Stones—with Mick Jagger
rocking a pastel-peach Ellesse tracksuit—revel in the performance,
the affection and delight running in both directions. By then they’d
F
had a long relationship with Waters, whom they revered, dating or those who don’t know, Bounce music is a call-and-response
from the mid-1960s, when they toured the South, playing for white form of hip-hop played over a hyper-fast beat, a genre born in
audiences early and at the juke joints after. As Keith Richards put it my city of New Orleans. It can sound like rap; it can sound like
in his autobiography, Life: “You want to be a blues player, the next EDM. But as long as it has the Triggerman beat, it’s Bounce!
minute you fucking well are and you’re stuck right amongst them, Bounce can be traced back to DJ Jubilee. In 1993, he re-
and there’s Muddy Waters standing next to you.” leased the track “Jubilee All” on cassette, which marked the first hit
Plumpp, who was not at the Checkerboard to see the Stones, Bounce track and, as a fun piece of trivia, the first recorded song with
nevertheless felt his own affection for the British embrace of and the word “twerk” in it! In the meantime, artists like Partners-N-Crime,
respect for the blues masters as opposed to American musicians’ Ms. Tee, Mia X, and Cheeky Blakk were circulating on the scene as
well. Between 1998 and 2001, Bounce exploded into the stratosphere
appropriation and lack of acknowledgment. “They know vocal music
when artists like Master P, Mystikal, and Juvenile put their twist on the
in Europe and they study it,” he said. “The Rolling Stones, they are
genre with songs like “Souljas” (Master P), “Danger (Been So Long)”
students of the craft of it. The thing that I respect them the most (Mystikal feat. Nivea), and “Back That Azz Up” (Juvenile feat. Lil Wayne
for: they said there’s no way in the world I’m going to sing [on TV’s and Mannie Fresh). They got huge record deals and dominated the
Shindig!] if you don’t put Howlin’ Wolf in front of me. I never heard radio nationwide for close to a decade.
Elvis Presley say that.” At that time, me and other queer artists like Katey Red and Sissy
I’m not sure Ned Rosenheim ever went to the Checkerboard, Nobby were starting to hit the clubs, me as a back-up singer for Katey
but his injunction to get off the Hyde Park campus sent me there (until eventually I went out on my own). It was in 2005, when Hurri-
(even if I was so absent from campus I once missed a reception for cane Katrina damn near killed us all, that our brand of Bounce ended
Seamus Heaney). My professor had a counterpart at UIC in Plumpp, up spreading all over the South. Everyone got displaced. I moved to
who frequently encouraged his students, like future writers Jeffery Houston, and I needed some income, so I started booking shows there.
There were lots of other people from New Orleans in Houston too, so
Renard Allen and Tyehimba Jess, to accompany him to clubs like
there was a big demand for shows. These performances brought us
the Checkerboard. Allen wrote of his teacher, “Clubs are Sterling’s
together and were a form of healing.
woodshed, immersion in the music the necessary preparation for Today, of course, you can hear elements of Bounce in N.E.R.D.
making.” Plumpp himself has an even more expansive view of the and Rihanna’s “Lemon” and Drake’s “In My Feelings.” It’s always an
value of his nights out at the clubs. Going to blues and jazz venues, honor that the music I love so much has had an impact on icons like
he says, “is the only way you can get a deep understanding of what Beyoncé and Drake, with some of their biggest hits referencing these
African American culture is.” classic Bounce songs!
My master’s thesis was on Dr. Johnson’s “Life of Milton,” and in
general I played out that year along a well-trod path of traditional
academic achievement and indulged my Anglophilic desire to es-
cape my Arkansas upbringing. But at the Checkerboard, and in
my subsequent reading of fellow Arkansan Robert Palmer’s Deep Scan the code within the Spotify app or visit
Blues published the same year, I felt a nascent interest in and ap- Oxford American Magazine on Spotify to stream the playlist.
preciation for artistic expression that was more vital and closer
to home—I should have been studying Robert Johnson and Little
Milton instead.
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BY Terence Blanchard
A
fricans have been putting “groove” and honors. Those go on for forty-three pages The quote seems straight from the lives of
into improvisational music since at the end of his biography. In small font. His the dirt-poor who needed youngsters to get
before the forefather slave owners filmography includes television appearances the work done and done right. No time for a
of these United States disenfran- featuring cameos with Puffy, Wu-Tang, Di- second chance, a redo. Focus. Do it right. And
chised them as human beings in ana Ross, and Michael Jackson—not at the Q found out just how dirt-poor his grand-
the Declaration of Independence, the Bill same time, but wouldn’t that have been an mother was when he and his brother were
of Rights, and laws ever since. The Ameri- interesting twist on a We Are the World, Part deposited there in Louisville, Kentucky, after
can “blues” routes have gone from the Deep Deux? You may ask, as I often do, shaking my his mother’s breakdown, when Q was just
South upward through the Underground head: How can Quincy do everything great? seven years old. Their grandmother taught
Railroad, the Great Migration, forced re- Exceptionally great? them to catch and kill rats. That was dinner,
settlement, and on, as you know. What I’m And here is what I think. I found it in Q’s sometimes. Waste nothing, as “she had noth-
calling “blues” here is the massive bucket of bio as well. It is a quote forged by his father: ing to waste.”
a term for the musical genre that promises a Black man, a man of few emotions and Focus and use everything. The concept of
resilience in the face of hardship. words—at least to his kids, and not when doing it right and putting the work in to get
The great Q, Quincy Jones, was a kid in the belt was needed—like so many others of it right seems to be the through line of Q’s
Chicago during the early 1940s—he was born that generation, duty-bound while oppressed career. This has to be how he has succeeded
there in 1933. In his biography Q, his child- by circumstance and racial injustice and with almost everything musical placed under
hood friend Lucy Jackson recounts play- forever in poverty, paid minuscule wages his care.
ing jazz and more on the piano with young for backbreaking work. Q’s father, also a My father, Joseph Oliver Blanchard, sold
Quincy in her house. Still, the music was Quincy, was raised in the South, Lake City, insurance by day and sang opera at night. He
not his primary concern; that was idolizing South Carolina; maybe. Q was never sure. was a music lover who enjoyed all types of
the gangsters his dad carpentered for, and “Once a task is just begun, never leave it music. He always encouraged me to aspire
acting like a hoodlum, and then gangster- till it’s done. Be the labor great or small, do to the highest level of perfection. When-
izing the hood. Quincy may have heard jazz it well or not at all.” ever Oscar Peterson played on television,
on the radio, coming out of clubs, but he would scream, “Come here, boy, and
more important, as “Little Lucy” recounts, listen to this!”
were pint-sized thefts, like stealing water- And family. Family is a big part of Quin-
melons and “put[ting] a hurtin’ on that cy—yes, ever-growing due to divorces and,
melon” in the vacant lot that served as well, anything snarky you may want to say
their ballpark. Quincy was tiny, but he leave it out there, but family, related and
and his younger brother Lloyd “ran with extended, blood and crony, friendships
gangs and from gangs.” Music, in the back- held together by a love of music. Q’s musi-
ground, on 78s, on Lucy’s piano, would cal influence is broad and deep because of
later become an infatuation, his solace, his the family he has gathered around him and
center, only after his dad moved the family nurtured since he left Seattle for Boston
as far away from the South as possible: to and Berklee.
Sinclair Heights, forty minutes north of Quincy’s family and many low-income
Seattle, after finding a job at the Puget families (of all colors) in those decades
Sound Naval Shipyard. were whirlpools of chaos: no money for
anything outside of food, and then per-
I
break of the show, as the house music began
to play, the song stopped all of a sudden and I grew up in a religious household, but make no mistake, it was a musical household. In addi-
heard an announcer say, “Terence Blanchard, tion to gospel and worship music, I was always exposed to something good on the speakers;
my father was really into Otis Redding and Curtis Mayfield, and my mother was into Anita
your father is at the front door.” That was
Baker and Sade. I was a teenager in the early ’00s, so radio was a gold mine for me—when
the end of the night for me and almost my
my mom was at work, I had Usher and Dru Hill fired up and blasting.
music career. My father wanted to put me in All my family lineage is from New Orleans; I was born in Atlanta and then moved to Fort Worth,
boarding school. I shuddered to think about Texas, where I was raised and live now, and there has always been so much pride in being from
boarding school. I knew I wanted to be with the South, as there should be. Music is inherent to the South—seriously, think of your favorite
those amazing musicians who played with towns in the region and tell me that an incredible artist didn’t come from each and every one of
soul and feeling. those places. Music is how we tell stories and move the culture forward, how we gather. When I
Family is also the center of my life—a con- think about music in the South, I think of the five hundred thousand folks who assemble in New
stant in my music career of variables. Family Orleans for Essence Festival every year, the always crowded swap meets in Dallas with the DJs
and friends help me navigate the difficult and the playlists and all the tunes that pour forth from the speakers, the industry draw of Atlanta
balance between relationships and my art. and homecoming weekends at the HBCUs.
When the Oxford American asked me to celebrate Southern music, I was almost overwhelmed.
They inspire and focus my restless mind.
How do I select only a few songs to celebrate the greatness? Where do I even start? I’m not a music
They ground me when I lose my footing.
ethnographer, and really you could argue that all music is inspired by and draws from the South.
Q, my fellow Piscean brother, has always And then it came to me: Virginia Beach.
been inspiring when I see him. He embraces For anyone who has ever read an interview of mine, you will know that Ginuwine is forever one
me like family. And like family, he is quick of my heroes. If you lived through the ’00s with BET and a radio, then you know that Ginuwine
to point out that his favorite arrangement was always doing shows in Virginia Beach, especially around spring break time. The footage from
of mine is one of his film themes from The those concerts looked so fun, especially for a teen stuck at home with little money. It made me
Pawnbroker. Q telling me anything? Abso- interested in the area, which seemed to have a ton of talent—like that guy Pharrell who was on
lutely priceless. the radio with that new song “Frontin’.”
Traveling north during the Great Migra- In 2019, Pharrell—the one and only and now my labelmate—held the Something in the Water
tion was to place the horrors of the South far festival in his home area of Virginia Beach. The lineup was sick, with acts such as Travis Scott,
Migos, Janelle Monáe, SZA, Rosalía, Anderson .Paak, and Jhené Aiko, and the footage reminded
behind, but Paradise was hard to find in the
me of all of those classic r&b concerts I saw back in the day. I was slated for 2020 but sadly due
North unless you discovered drugs, alcohol,
to COVID it didn’t happen. I hope to someday take the stage there.
sex, the VICES. Or wrapped yourself in the The greater Virginia Beach region is or was home to so many inspirational artists—Ella Fitzgerald,
teachings of the Bible and the Golden Rule. Clipse, Missy Elliott, Timbaland. Let’s be honest, to this day, musicians are trying to come close to
Or, you found sustenance, as Q did when even a fraction of what these icons have achieved in the studio: magic. Here are some tunes from
he discovered a piano in a deserted rec hall. Virginia Beach artists that move my soul. Let it warm up. I hope you enjoy, preferably on a dancefloor
Joy. His addiction. Here he found a “feeling or around a kitchen table with friends or loud in your car. You know, like we do down South.
so good I couldn’t let go of it.” A paradise
built by creating harmony, melody, notes,
chords, and swing out of the dregs of your
life. The great jazz musician Art Blakey used
to tell me all the time, “Music washes away Scan the code within the Spotify app or visit Oxford American Magazine on Spotify to stream the playlist.
the dust of everyday life.” I think Q and I
would agree about the exfoliating powers
of a twelve-bar blues.
A
bove my desk is the “A Great Day another way she would turn away without and fiercely committed to authentic artistic
in Harlem” photograph (1958). I missing a thing. evolution, rejecting received forms for the
stare at it all the time, am grad- ones she could invent and reinvent herself.
ually programmed by its every B L A C K B E AT I T U D E She even questioned the tropes of the cult of
gesture. Mary Lou Williams is bebop. Black Christ was the testimony this
one of two women among the cast of jazz
heroes pictured there. She’s standing in
the front row between a self-consciously
I n 1964 Mary Lou Williams broke a prolonged
silence with the release of a tribute to the
first black Catholic saint, St. Martin de Por-
moment in her life demanded. The album is
an autonomous world deserving of its own
cinema. As you hear it, you see it expand like
dapper Thelonious Monk and an elegantly res, who had been beatified in 1962—a healer, a plot, moving swiftly from saint to sinner to
leaning Marian McPartland. Williams holds a son of a former slave, and patron of “racial narrating, gossiping chorus and back, a tour of
cigarette absentmindedly, mid-conversation harmony” born in the Viceroyalty of Peru the black psychic attachment to faith and the
with McPartland, looks at her instead of in the sixteenth century. Black Christ of the miraculous and the undermining doubt and
the camera. What camera, what impending Andes was born, recorded in October of 1963. cathartic decadence that lurk on the threshold
fame? The lighthearted but deeply effective A black saint who at the time may have been of that faith.
subversiveness of her looking away from the called a Negro saint or sacrosanct, in the U.S., Mary Lou Williams was born in Atlanta,
camera and toward her friend is integral and exiled from his own kingdom, became the Georgia, in 1910, and raised in Pittsburgh,
to Williams’s music, her sound, her under- muse of a black genius pianist, marginalized Pennsylvania. She left home early with a
stated charisma and grace. From here, right herself by gender and by the sheer power of traveling band and was quickly noticed and
around this time, Williams was brave enough her talent, which likely left people in the kind chosen by band leaders, the first being John
to take a break. She had been recording of hypocritical stupor of misrecognition that Williams, who became her first husband. Early
for around twenty years by 1958. I begin many women who can keep up with or exceed in her recording career, on the way to a session
with her turning around because Mary Lou their male counterparts face. Nonetheless, with the Andy Kirk Band, traveling alone by
Williams is a master of attentive digression. Williams did not walk around exuding entitle- train, she was raped by the train’s conductor.
Her hiatus was earned and meditative and ment or resentment; instead she was driven She arrived at the session and recorded “Nite
Mary Lou Williams at home in New York City with (left to right) Dizzy Gillespie, Tadd Dameron, and
152 WINTER 2021 Jack Teagarden, c. Aug. 1947. Photo by William P. Gottlieb courtesy the Library of Congress
Life” (1930) without skipping a beat or an the truth about what she witnessed. Maybe comes Mary Lou, soloing in a laughing tone,
appointment. Such was her striking amalgam that’s why she turned to religion and saints giggling about the devils she’s known. She is
of stoicism and emotional power. To avoid over more literal declarations. Kids do see no stranger to temptation herself, sometimes
internalizing the discrimination that came ghosts. She learned early in life that seeing by men, sometimes as a gambling addiction,
with her position, she objectified herself in too much put her in danger, and testimony similar afflictions.
song and dealt with it there. She rejected overt was safer in code. She was a lifelong seer The answer to how can anyone swing like
protest music in a similar manner, repudiat- and her gifts came with torments. No one that is by swinging like that, knowing and liv-
ing her own possible scapegoats. As if she recording in 1964 was more equipped to ing both sides, and constantly working to reaf-
considered protest songs to be opportunistic give us a new black myth in the codes of an firm and choose what is, or what feels, right.
caricatures of real struggle or distractions ancient belief system than someone who had
from the real work of creating a more beauti- always been a witness. DIRGE BLUES
ful world through music; she was not wrong There are three or four pillars on the album
in her suspicions nor was she ostentatious or
castigating about them. She did demonstrate
her feelings and exorcise her demons in her
that feel to me like the stages of this epic tale
through song. First comes our saint, doomed
to black sanctity in a world that will surely de-
A fter some upbeat hues comes our “Dirge
Blues.” The portion of the myth devoted
to the living dead, skeletal and embroiled
sound. Even though she was not making bla- file it. He is introduced with slow immaculate with indulgent pain, this composition feels
tant protest music, she made some of the most choral lyrics that speak of his good deeds: he like Williams’s message to her peers. Jazz
demonstratively freedom-seeking music of her sheltered each unsheltered child… he healed music was a killer, a potentially lethal road
time and documented her feelings about racial the sick, raised the dead. Long, pensive pauses to bliss and triumph. It came with a lifestyle
justice through essay and journal writing while between each deed mourn him as they honor that few emerged from unscathed. Here she
omitting them from her music. him. Then, suddenly, he transmutes sainthood marches the collective scarring off stage and
Black Christ of the Andes arriving a year and becomes Black Christ of the Andes, our loops and trembles it into the grace of retreat
before the Voting Rights Act is the closest Mary epic hero for the remainder of the album. with these blues. This is her polite way of
Lou Williams comes to divulging her protest The song quickens and Williams interjects saying “don’t let this life destroy you, let
in song. She achieves this through building a and joins him with a striding sound, a strut the music uplift you before you let it devour
mythic world wherein good and evil battle for on the keys that is so percussive it gives the you,” while at the same time showing all
the soul, and saints and martyrs are shackled formerly rigid chorus a swinging hum. There’s the ways it will devour and kill and rename.
to the world’s energetic turmoil to embody fun to be had within the humility and healing, Williams is a master of tonal contradiction.
and transcend it. This album comes from her and some outrageous urge to break through She swerves from the dirge to a “A Fungus
subconscious and enters the listener’s like a sanctity using its tools. Then back to lamenting Among Us,” from performative sorrow to
subliminal call to duty, urging those who hear his sacrifices, and with shrill upward-spiraling humor. This composition is allegro rumbles
it for what it is to embody the archetypes it moans of praise, the song ends in a coil of man of exiling what has exiled us, a cleansing
offers. In her capacity for myth-building Wil- surmounting himself. speed, which as it accelerates leaves behind
liams is similar to Sun Ra, who, that same year, The hipness of the version of “It Ain’t Nec- what cannot keep up—trauma, overthink-
recorded Other Planes of There. Its final song, essarily So” that follows on the record is ing, funeral marching. Much of Williams’s
“Spiral Galaxy,” goes beyond calling for a new Williams’s way of avenging those sacrifices. style is refusal to be possessed—by the over-
creed by demanding a new morphogenic field The strutting resumes. The Good Book is in simplicity of popular styles of protest music,
for blackness to inhabit. They both want us question, is in need of revision, the stories by the stubbornness of bebop, and even by
traveling, moving on, getting somewhere else you’re liable to read in the Bible, it ain’t the expectations of just one God.
through the fundamental tones of total pres- necessarily so, the piano inflects wordlessly. The album ends with a rollicking honk,
ence. With Black Christ, Williams marks her A tone poem for rebels and worshippers to almost rap, absolute sermon—horns, drums,
territory and occupies it so well no one would share, Williams’s version carries the sound and shouting accented by Williams’s most coy
try to contest her or debunk her living myth. of shedding; like old skin or like tears, her playing yet. She retreats and makes space for
This is spiritual music, religious music, with playing drops and splits, then jolts back into her hero: come holy spirit, in nature one, with
the sharp authority of the most cerebral songs. assured control. She swings so well on this both the Father and the Son, shed forth Thy
She is not just thinking about God and the devil song that her range of motion fills the air with grace within our breast, and dwell with us, a
or good and evil, she is surrendering her gifts the ache of injustice. How can anyone swing ready guest, and so on, and tambourines, and
to these forces in order to be changed and like this and survive it? How can anyone tell everybody clap your hands, and unabashed
therefore change her listening audience into such secrets with no words? finale-ing, like fleeing the devastation of
believers, at least for the duration of this album. Here comes “The Devil,” a song for him, his mythic obscurity for the histrionic chaos of
energy, his antics, his frolic, his visitations, becoming real again. Black Christ is our re-
SHE AND THE DEVIL his gender, his jury out. This is really a poem introduction to Mary Lou Williams after she
haunted by sin’s interminable ghost. It exists stepped away from the public. She returns
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here’s something about siblings in a gifted percussionist and guitar maestro, It’s something I have thought about the
Black music-making—the Jackson layered his complex and bombastic riffs in dozens of times I’ve listened and relistened
5, Michael and Janet, K-Ci and JoJo, such a way that when his brother came in to “Ain’t No Way”—sung by the late Aretha
the Isley Brothers, Solange and Be- with his buttery smooth vocals, they seam- Franklin, written by her younger sister, the
yoncé, VanJess, Aretha and Carolyn. lessly rode above the instrumentation. And late Carolyn Franklin. I return to the song
When raised in the same house and hav- Ronald never missed a beat; flexing his range because it reminds me of some of the most
ing lived through your formative years hip at the right moment and anticipating Ernie’s vulnerable moments in the landscape of
to hip, no one comes close to knowing you musical direction with innate precision. Even Black art; the first verse makes me think of
quite as well as the person who grew into via a screen, their symbiotic relationship is the fractured, heavy love between Ruby Dee
your clothes. It’s impossible to look away apparent. It carries the experience of having and Sidney Poitier in A Raisin in the Sun.
when watching a family share a stage to- made music together since childhood and When I hear the slow percussion, I envision
gether, and you wonder if the choreography the trust that grows when two people are Zimbabwean actress Jesesi Mungoshi as the
is rehearsed, intuitive, or a little bit of both. raised to follow and lead each other. Look- titular character in the film Neria, struggling
When Ernie and Ronald Isley took the virtual ing beyond performance, to siblings who to stay upright after the sudden death of her
stage during their VERZUZ performance also write for each other, you’ll find an even husband. And as the song continues, I think
alongside Earth, Wind & Fire, there was a more mesmerizing relationship, with higher of the women written by Gayl Jones, Vievee
synchronicity to their movements. Ernie, professional and personal stakes. Francis, and Toni Morrison, from bits and
158 WINTER 2021 Carolyn Franklin (seated) with her sister Aretha, recording at Atlantic Records, December 1967. © David Gahr/Getty Images
pieces and flashes of women they knew. Then remarkable softness, clarity, and strength not only a matter of self-preservation, but an
I think of the women I know. That singular to music’s most overused muse. She wrote avenue for her to step into the foreground.
song is the score to a never-ending tapestry about love as someone who had observed She was central even though she wasn’t vis-
of film, prose, poetry, and people that in- it transform those around her. Standing on ible, and we hear her words on tracks like
forms my art, because its lyrics witness and the periphery she saw the paths taken in “Angel,” “Don’t Catch the Dog’s Bone” (for
hold so much memory. the name of love, whether driven by lack of the B-side of her sister Erma’s 1967 release),
For a vocalist whose oeuvre is bursting at good choices, or not enough bravery. Some and “Save Me,” also covered by Nina Sim-
the seams with tracks on redemptive love, writers have made tentative assumptions one. “Angel” is particularly remarkable for
broken love, and love in the godly sense, about Carolyn’s own life, calling “Ain’t No Aretha’s spoken word at the beginning of the
“Ain’t No Way” holds prime place as being Way” a queer love song for a somewhat clos- song, where she momentarily lets her guard
especially naked, emotionally tortured, and eted semi-visible artist. According to her down and grants listeners access to her con-
deceptively revelatory beyond the well-trod sister, Erma Franklin, in an interview with versation with Carolyn. Those few seconds
scope of love-me-back pleading. The melody journalist David Ritz, Carolyn loved women see Aretha settled in and at home, retelling
is as exquisite as the lyrics are laden with and never hid that fact. “She went her own a special moment, unvarnished, without the
dread and an extraordinary hope for reci- way, lived her own life, and found freedom gloss that often accompanies celebrity anec-
procity. It doesn’t seem too much of a leap in her individuality. She had no shame about dotes of their creative process. That ease of
to posit that the song is different because the her sexual preference and spoke the unvar- expression and desire to reveal seem to be a
writer was different. She wasn’t a stranger nished truth.” through line in Aretha’s collaborations with
who became a collaborator, but a sister who Having come of age in an era of free love Carolyn. I don’t know whose idea it was to
had always been a companion. for everyone but Black folks, Carolyn’s inti- include that intro, but Carolyn being named
mate truth was likely one she had to delicate- and Aretha performing in a state of rarefied
like drifting nostalgia, and it’s when listening father—even as she confidently claimed it. I got a call the other day
to the first words that listeners realize: this Distressingly, chances are high that had Caro- It was my sister Carolyn, saying,
is a song for a moment. The moment that lyn’s queerness been widely publicized it “Aretha, come by when you can…”
finds you wondering whether love must con- would have garnered even greater backlash And when I got there, she said,
tinue or come to a smoldering, ash-filled end. than the reality of her preacher father, C. L. “You know rather than go through a
Carolyn wrote this song for Aretha’s smash Franklin, fathering a child with a twelve- long drawn out thing
1968 album, Lady Soul, her third album for year-old member of his congregation when I think the melody on the box will help
Atlantic (and twelfth album overall), and it the family lived in Memphis—a fact that’s me explain.”
was a dual breakthrough, showcasing the all the more pernicious when considering
talents of a fierce songwriter and the heart- Aretha’s own experiences with motherhood Letting listeners in on a myth, “Angel”
ache of an immensely private diva. at the same age. It’s a part of her life whose gives a glimpse of the work that goes into
Throughout her life, Aretha rarely spoke pain is understood only in her unwavering craft, and spotlights the family members who
of the men she loved and skillfully found resistance to speak of that time or name any help in the building. Over a half century later,
ways to maneuver questions about her own of the people involved in a situation that was Carolyn’s words continue to take on new life
personal life back to something universal— likely coercive. Her sisters, especially Caro- as they leave the mouths of Black women who
part of a life lived and “experienced.” Hav- lyn, might have been the only ones she told embody both spirit and melancholy. They
ing carved a barrier between her private the full truth. The ones who saw everything as have taken on a life larger than the artist
life and her public persona early on in her it unfolded, simultaneously carving room for who shaped the classics, a testament to her
career, it’s clear that the only person who the unnerving truth of their own father’s sins. ability to be the woman for everywoman.
would ever come close to knowing how love Although singing back-up for Aretha—
bruised Aretha was her sister. On “Ain’t No
Way,” in the soaring choral arrangement of
the refrain, and the slow build from almost
most memorably on the revamped “Re-
spect”—granted Carolyn greater mobility
as an artist, it also made her path to soloist
“A in’t No Way” was Whitney Houston’s
favorite song, and she shared this be-
fore breaking into its first verse during a 1994
whispered confession to desperate pleading, so much narrower. “People won’t let me out concert in Philadelphia, a stop on her strenu-
listeners hear snatches of how Aretha might of her shadow and I think that’s wrong,” she ous “The Bodyguard World Tour.” Two years
have loved. They also hear pockets of how said in a 1976 interview with the Ann Arbor after she starred in the film with the same
Carolyn wanted to be loved, delivered by Sun. “We have different sounds and styles. I name, the soundtrack had made Houston the
someone whose voice, at its best, could come have to live for myself,” she added. Songwrit- biggest star in the world, evidenced by sold-
close to resurrecting what was once dead. ing was her independence when a solo career out shows in North America, Europe, and
This was not the first song that Carolyn failed to flourish after numerous false starts. Asia. When she sang the song in Philly, she
wrote for her sister, but it was the one that Her songs suffered from botched releases and left its original backing vocals, performed by
raised her profile as a writer who knew how recording contracts so bad she called one her mother Cissy Houston. Her performance
to spin gold from the most uneasy feelings “the second-worst contract” she’d ever seen. felt familiar and stripped down, different
that come when falling in love, and that gave The pivot to focusing on her writing skills was from the one she would give in 1997, and
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again in 1999 at VH1’s Divas Live alongside and r&b were a part of her education. Her force it requires, the grace it seeks in the
Mary J. Blige. The song landed with a new single “Deal with It,” released eight years face of harm, and the faith it demands, it’s
weight each time she hit the stage. In 1997, it after she wrote “Ain’t No Way,” had strands a melody for Black women. It understands
was restrained but triumphant. With Blige, of funk and disco blending into the gospel in- how we love, are failed by love, will fight
it was explosive as two women both clad in flections, and it’s an under-appreciated gem for it, and still stand without it. Carolyn was
siren red, who’d scaled love’s pinnacles and that highlighted not only her vocal range, twenty-four when she wrote the song, already
sunk into its valleys, came together to share but her dynamic alchemy that made listeners privy to the volatility of the music industry
their version of a song that undoubtedly had hear different genres at the same time in her and the ways of the world against women who
been a thread throughout their own musi- compositions. It’s a skill that was apparent on looked like she did, and who clung fiercely
cal lives, echoing in their childhood homes, “Ain’t No Way,” which can seamlessly fit into to their agency. For an artist who is devas-
coming through their tour bus speakers, and multiple genres, from r&b to soul. tatingly underrated, it’s a strange turn of
bleeding through their pens with language In a grainy video documenting the process events when she’s remembered only in the
that helped them create their own requiem of recording early versions, she is a captivat- voice of a woman she knew since girlhood,
to love. ing conductor as she modulates the tempo, one who became Queen of Soul in the same
When Patti LaBelle sang the song at the using her clapping hands like a scale mea- year that “Ain’t No Way” was released. The
1993 Essence Awards during the Aretha suring just how low and high Aretha’s voice year 1968 saw Aretha release two albums
Franklin Tribute, she brought the soulful should go. Carolyn asks for the famous fade less than six months apart: Lady Soul and
rendering of an ecstatic preacher at the pul- away that gives the song not an ending but Aretha Now. Between the two albums were
pit. Her version is tethered to nothing except an uncertain resolution that listeners will the groundbreaking hits “(You Make Me Feel
the push and pull of her vocal capacity, and come back to time and time again, just to Like) A Natural Woman,” “Chain of Fools,”
the swelling applause of a grateful crowd. see if they can hear it. In the moments that “I Say a Little Prayer,” and “Ain’t No Way.”
It’s LaBelle at her most inspired—expressive, she sings the song, her voice is light but firm, Only one Franklin is a credited songwriter
flamboyant, and entranced by the melodies without the supreme power of her sister, but on one of these tracks. Even with Aretha’s
that gave her ample room to leave listeners scarred and moving nonetheless. There is unmatched talent, it still took a community
in a state of awe. The best storytellers in also a moment in the video when she laughs, to help in her anointing, and in that space was
Black music’s matrilineal generations have unexpectedly, caught up in the euphoria of Carolyn writing words that ushered in her
approached Carolyn’s words and all have being present in a space made possible by a sister’s coronation. Carolyn is remembered
done them justice, yet, intentionally or not, tenderness that compelled her to write what because her sister is worshiped. That’s the
the song also makes starry moments for those would allow others to cry, heal, and soar. thing about siblings in Black music-making.
who lend their voices in the shadows of the “Ain’t No Way” makes stars out of those We see them all, even when only looking
spotlight. Cissy Houston’s “ouuuuuu’s” in the who dare approach it. And from the sheer at one.
background of the original version are argu-
ably some of the most memorable parts of
the song and linger long after Aretha is done.
Whitney’s backing vocalist was breathtaking
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2. FORGET ME
1. PRAISE THE LORD Shirley Horn
A prolific vocalist and pianist, Shirley Horn famously ac-
MARY LOU WILLIAMS companied her own lavish contralto on the keys, her com-
mand evident in the harmony of two exacting talents. “I
Released in 1964, “Praise The Lord” closes pianist, composer, and theorist like a piano that can fight back,” she said in a 1989 profile.
Mary Lou Williams’s Black Christ of the Andes. The song and album signaled “When I hit it I want it to hit me back.” Born and raised in
a new era for Williams, who’d converted to Catholicism in the ’50s and would D.C., Horn drew the attention of Miles Davis with her debut
go on to compose and lead “Mary Lou’s Mass” at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. album, Ashes and Embers (1960), performing with him
Born in Atlanta in 1910, Williams moved to Pittsburgh with her family as a before joining Quincy Jones at Mercury. Soon after, Horn
small child. Her earliest performances around town were at funerals, par- would take an extended hiatus to raise her daughter. She
released Softly in her fifties, in an era of her career marked
ties, and a brothel. In the late ’20s, she joined Andy Kirk’s Twelve Clouds
by global tours, a slew of Grammy nominations (and a 1998
of Joy, a touring Kansas City–style big band, and spent much of the swing
win for Best Jazz Vocal Performance), and a Jazz Master
era working in Duke Ellington’s and Benny Goodman’s orchestras. When Fellowship, the highest honor awarded to U.S. jazz musi-
jazz changed in the 1940s, she was there. She’d moved to Harlem’s Sugar cians. “Forget Me” is a signature of the Taurean’s style:
Hill neighborhood in 1943, and her apartment became a gathering space sensitive, unwavering, and, above all, achingly romantic.
for the musicians who were developing bebop. Dizzy Gillespie, Theloni- WRITER: Valerie Parks Brown PUBLISHING: Hampshire House
ous Monk, and Bud Powell all looked to Williams for guidance, and their Publishing Corp. (ASCAP), Administered by TRO ESSEX MUSIC
innovations, in turn, made their way into her compositions. Black Christ GROUP PRODUCED BY Joel E. Siegel PERFORMED BY Shirley Horn
of the Andes synthesized the mysticism Williams expressed throughout
her life, her newfound faith, and her long-held belief in the wellspring of 3. ST. LOST
Black music as portent and balm. “Praise The Lord” is raucous; rhythm— Tonina
delivered by bass, tambourines, drums, and Williams—foregrounds the “St. Lost” is the title track on the second album from Tonina
tune. Saxophone parts by Budd Johnson and a rousing, trickster-like vocal Saputo, a St. Louis artist known for her arrangements
and covers of songs in English, Spanish, and Italian. The
by gospel singer Jimmy Mitchell trouble and dissolve the divide between
track features intricately choreographed vocals, jumping
sacred and secular sound. As Harmony Holiday puts it in this issue: “She
scales and stretching words like “loner” in the first verse
swings so well on this song that her range of motion fills the air with the into a protracted plea. Born to a musical lineage, the self-
ache of injustice. How can anyone swing like this and survive it?” Williams described folk musician grew up with a mix of Motown and
teaches us that we cannot survive well without swinging. jazz greats like Nat King Cole, learning Spanish to emulate
WRITER: Mary Lou Williams PUBLISHING: Cecilia Music Publishing Co. (ASCAP), Administered by her favorite Selena Quintanilla hits.
Modern Works Music Publishing ARRANGED BY Melba Liston PERFORMED BY Mary Lou Williams WRITER: Tonina Saputo PUBLISHING: Tonina Saputo
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Clarence Heyward, PTSD (detail), 2020. Acrylic and gold leaf on
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