Denise Sullivan

Author, Arts & Cultural Reporter and Worker

Belafonte Honored by NAACP, Voices Need for ‘Radical Song’

Actor, singer and activist Harry Belafonte accepted the NAACP’s Spingarn Medal on Friday night in New York City for outstanding achievement by an African American in 2012. Reprising a powerful speech he delivered at the NAACP Image Awards on February 1 in Los Angeles,  he urged Black America, especially its artists, to get involved in the ongoing fight for social and economic justice, particularly in the areas of gun and prison reform, and eradicating poverty.

Asking for leadership while calling out the names of his mentors, his inspirers, those he cited as his moral compass, “W.E.B. Du Bois, Martin Luther King Jr., Eleanor Roosevelt, Fannie Lou Hamer, Ella Baker, Bobby Kennedy, Ms. Constance Rice and perhaps for me, most of all, Paul Robeson,” he honored their names and others like them as “The men and women who spoke up to remedy the ills of the nation.”

He elaborated on the role the accomplished singer, actor, athlete, and activist Robeson played in inspiring his own work as an artist/activist.

“For me, Mr. Robeson, was the sparrow. He was an artist who made those of us in the arts understand the depth of that calling when he said, ‘Artists are the gatekeepers of truth. We are civilization’s radical voice.'”

Belafonte continued with his own inspiring message to America’s next freedom singers. “Never in the history of black robesonAmerica has there be such a harvest of truly gifted and powerfully celebrated artists. Yet, our nation hungers for their radical song. In the field of sports, our presence dominates. In the landscape of corporate power we have more of a presence of captains and leaders of industry than we have ever known. Yet, we suffer still from abject poverty and moral malnutrition.”

He suggested as a solution, that what’s missing in the struggle for justice today is radical thought. “America keeps that part of the discourse mute,” he claimed.

“I would make an appeal to the NAACP as the oldest institution in our quest for dignity and human rights that they stimulate more fully the concept and the need for radical thinking…Unless Black America raises its voice loud and clear…America will never become whole, and America will never become what it dreams to be, until we are truly free.”

Here is the speech in its entirety from today’s broadcast of Democracy Now.

Read more on Harry Belafonte, Paul Robeson and singing for justice in Keep on Pushing

Filed under: Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Harry Belafonte, , , ,

On Two Giants: Belafonte and Davis

It should come as no surprise that both Harry Belafonte and Angela Davis figure prominently in the text of Keep on Pushing:  both are great American activists, with essential ties to the Civil Rights and Black Power Movements and the political and cultural events that shaped their times—then and now. This week I had the good fortune to hear both of them speak in person: Monday, Harry Belafonte addressed an audience in discussion with Tim Robbins, at a benefit for the Actor’s Gang, a community theater organization that also works with the prison population.  Then on Thursday evening, a talk between Angela Davis and Robin Levi was aimed at raising awareness about the prison industrial complex, specifically the California prison situation and the women in them.  Held at the UCLA/Hammer Museum, the event coincided with Now Dig This, a survey of LA African American-themed art, which is the runaway hit and must-see show of the city-wide Pacific Standard Time art exhibit.  As Davis explained, many of the visual artists on display were also “of the movement.”

Born and raised in Birmingham Alabama and educated at Brandeis University, while studying French and philosophy in Paris, Angela Davis learned of the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church that killed the four little girls with whom she’d been acquainted at home as a child.  Continuing her studies at home and abroad, she eventually returned to UCLA and Los Angeles in 1969, a time where the heat was turned up high on the Black Panthers, as well as anyone else interested in the politics of revolution; the UC Board of Regents made it difficult for her to teach peacefully.  When she was falsely accused of being an accomplice in the kidnapping and murder of Marin County Judge, Harold Haley, she served time in a California detention center.  A nationwide, grassroots campaign to liberate her contributed to her being set free after 18 months and her ultimate acquittal.  In 1972 the  Rolling Stones recorded “Sweet Black Angel” about her on their epic set, Exile on Main Street; John and Yoko/Plastic Ono Band cut “Angela” on their Some Time in New York City album  (the Stones sing “keep on pushing,” while John and Yoko tell her to “keep on moving”).

In the decades since she made headlines and the FBI’s most-wanted list, Davis has continued to work as an activist, educator and author.  After teaching at one prestigious university after another, ironically, she returned to the UC system, to become a Distinguished Professor Emerita at UC Santa Cruz’s History of Consciousness Department.   She also founded the prison abolition organization, Critical Resistance, “dedicated to opposing the expansion of the prison industrial complex.”

Harry Belafonte was inspired by the works of singer-actor Paul Robeson, who became a mentor.  Early in his career as an actor turned singer, he reached out to foster a cross-cultural alliance with South African artists like Miriam Makeba and Hugh Masekela.  On the Greenwich Village music scene, Belafonte had familiarized himself with traditional American folk songs through his work in the theater.  In 1956, he released Calypso for which he turned to his Caribbean roots; it would sell in the millions.  Choosing his roles and repertoire with precision, Belafonte was uncompromising as an artist which earned him a commanding reputation; he explained that sometimes it was difficult for his peers to metabolize his energies, though he didn’t mean for it to be this way. As it was, he was the obvious choice for Dr. King who needed his assistance organizing the entertainment communities and their financial resources for the Freedom/Civil Rights movement.  Helping to organize the March on Washington, Belafonte became not only a confidante of Dr. King’s but he helped introduce African music to wider audiences.  His relationship to South Africa and the struggle against apartheid grew deeper; he became an intimate of Nelson Mandela.  From famine relief in Ethiopia to working with the incarcerated in the USA, Belafonte’s artistic gifts landed him on the frontlines of activism, which is where he’s lived for over 50 years.

The similarities between Belafonte’s and Davis’ stories are striking, a man and woman, two different generations, one a drop-out, the other highly educated. Yet both told stories of their mothers, young country girls who had to overcome resistance, obstacles and indignities to get themselves schooled, then went on to become fierce defenders of education. Today, both Belafonte and Davis are advocates for education, especially among prisoners—the people Davis calls “the other one percent”—who need to know their basic human rights.  Education has also been proven as a solution to recidivism, and contributes to the greater good of humankind, inside and outside prison walls. Both activists also share a vocal and visible enthusiasm for the Occupy Wall Street Movement; both had visited the New York encampment, while Davis has visited and spoken at various Occupy demonstrations.  She said that on November 2, the day the Port of Oakland was shut down, she joined somewhere between 10,000—to 15,000 people on the street, some of them from her own generation, all of them cheered by the protests led by the new generation of activists.  As for President Obama, and to anyone who may be disillusioned by his performance after three years on the job, Davis offered a reminder.

“Let us not forget that moment,” she said, referring to election night, 2008, as well as the collective amnesia that afflicts American consciousness.  “It was a triumphant moment,” she said.  Reiterating that protest and pressure is an American tradition she added, “We cannot allow one of these Republicans to get elected,” she said.  While Belafonte had  a few things to say about Herman Cain…

I probably don’t need to add that Mr. Belafonte, 84, and Ms. Davis, 67, were both extraordinarily gracious while greeting their public after their formal presentations.  They took time, meeting each gaze and responding to the individual requests of handshakes and photos with them. Their love for the people, has made them much beloved by the people. The warmth generated in the rooms they occupied in LA during the blustery last week of November/first week of December  will sustain some of us through the upcoming season—the one that passes for winter around here.

Filed under: Angela Davis, Calypso, Harry Belafonte, Keep On Pushing, Occupy Wall Street

For MLK Day: Len Chandler’s Shadow Dream – in memory of a singer, a movement & its leader

Len Chandler was a protest singer, movement worker and unsung hero from the Civil Rights Era, a frontline campaigner in the fight for voting rights, racial and economic justice and against wars of aggression. He performed with Bob Dylan and Joan Baez at the March on Washington For Jobs and Freedom in 1963 where Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. delivered his historic “I Have A Dream” speech. In 2021, I was commissioned to write a piece on Chandler and his relationship to Bob Dylan in front of the opening of the Bob Dylan Center in Tulsa, OK. The essay is emerging here for the first time before its publication as a commemorative limited edition booklet on the life of Chandler (with illustrations and expanded content). A portion of the book’s earnings will be contributed to voting rights organizations, but for a limited time, we’re offering an early read of the book here, in memory of Dr. King and Mr. Chandler.

“You have to take the lead from somewhere and there were only a few performers around who wrote songs, and of them, my favorite was Len Chandler,” wrote Bob Dylan in his book, Chronicles.

Among the singing foot soldiers in the civil rights movement, the students and teachers from coast to coast who sat in, stood up and rode on freedom’s highway, and of all the folksinging pamphleteers and poets who swarmed Greenwich Village in the late ‘50s and early ‘60s, only Len Chandler emerged from that fabled period an under-looked groundbreaker and a foundational freedom singer, a kind of cosmic twin to Bob Dylan.

“We talked all the time,” said Chandler. “I can’t remember what we talked about but half the time, it would be philosophical, our different approaches to things. We could talk for two days on whether it’s a straight line or circle,” he said, recalling that vortex, that wrinkle in time in Greenwich Village where the cultural happenings of the ‘60s were beginning to reveal themselves. “I’d argue today that it’s a circle. The circle is built into everything. It’s built into our DNA, it’s built into the way the cosmos is formed. Everything is circular.”

The Village swirled with poets, playwrights, and artists of all stripes, mixed with locals and others from afar, far-out people who sought a fluid place to become who they thought they were meant to be – the kind of place and kind of time where young Len Chandler (from Ohio) and young Bob Dylan (from Minnesota) could meet, become friends and learn how to frame, shape and deliver a song.

“He sang quasi-folk stuff with a commercial bent and was energetic, had that thing that people call charisma,” Dylan wrote. “Len performed like he was mowing down things. His personality overrode his repertoire. Len also wrote topical songs, front-page things.”

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“I first saw Dylan at the Cafe Wha, playing harmonica with Fred Neil and he would occasionally play a Guthrie song by himself. We’d sit in bars and I’d be reading the paper and underlining stuff,” said Chandler, a classically trained musician who developed a new skill in the Village and beyond it. In Greenwich Village he spun stories out of headlines and, ultimately, his lived experience as a Black man in America. 

Raised to fight for racial justice in his hometown of Akron, Chandler would find his voice as a topical songwriter in Greenwich Village, and then make his way to the frontlines of the historic Southern voter registration drives in Georgia, Mississippi and Alabama. There he discovered that his voice could move a crowd of thousands. Despite no training as a community organizer, nor any background in old time religious singing styles, after his performances down South, Chandler was pulled into the fight for civil rights on the strength of his ability to deliver a song. From thereon, he became a lifelong movement worker.

“I considered myself a bourgeois Negro from the north,” he said, “Writing allegories and abstractions.” Fearing his “esoteric metaphors” wouldn’t fly at mass gatherings, his songs nevertheless proved useful. They are also timeless, alive and immediate in a never-ending struggle and commitment to seeking justice. In originals like “Keep on Keeping On,” with its spirit of melancholy fused to resilience and adaptations, and in his righteous rewrite of the sacred “Keep Your Eyes on the Prize,” Chandler’s voice rung out strong, speaking to the marchers and leaders of their time. 

Read it in the paper the other day

Things are swingin’ in the USA

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

Chandler’s performance at the March on Washington, with Dylan and Joan Baez is a piece of that history, as are his solo albums To Be A Man and The Loving People, both released in 1966 on Columbia Records. 

But while Dylan and Baez moved deeper toward their destinies, to be feted and appreciated, all over this land, Chandler lived a life largely masked and anonymous, his work as musician and activist remaining unsung, though he was no less committed to serving as a liberatory voice for the people.

“Len was brilliant and full of goodwill,” wrote Dylan. “One of those guys who believed that all of society could be affected by one solitary life.”

There are things to be done there are things to be said

Some may live a long time but we’re all long time dead

I think of the things that I’ve thought done and said

And I think of the time I’ve been wasting *

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“There was a time we saw each other every day,” remembered Chandler, whose own arrival in the Village in 1958 was more an accident than Dylan’s intentional embarkation in 1961. Through a series of uncharted events Chandler stayed, fell into the crowd and became a folksinger, one of the few on what was at the time largely a poetry scene.

“Len was educated and serious about life,” Dylan remembered. “Was even working downtown with his wife to start a school for underprivileged children.”

 “I knew the possibility of being able to sustain myself as a player was slim,” said Chandler. “There was only one black player in a major symphony orchestra at the time. Even if you’re white, it’s difficult to get the oboe chair. You have to apprentice with the major player and be the understudy until he retires or dies.” He set his sights on teaching.

Born in 1935 to parents he describes as laborers, “My dad got home at six in the morning, had another job from seven to three, would take a nap, then play saxophone from eight to two. He had played in the Tuskegee Band. My mother was a beautician and then got a job at Goodyear.”

As an Underground Railroad stop for slaves in flight to Canada, Ohio has ties to abolitionists John Brown and Sojourner Truth. In the 20th Century, Marcus Garvey found a base of support there for his United Negro Improvement Association. But Chandler did not receive a particularly Black-centered education; rather, his Akron was rich with cultural offerings more European in origin: classical music, theater and opera. It was by chance, while working as a page at the public library, that he discovered the poetry of the Harlem Renaissance and Langston Hughes as a teenager.

“I learned piano when I was nine and started taking regular classical lessons, ‘Clair de Lune,’ all that,” he said. “I got a job ushering the Tuesday Music Club, where they brought in the orchestras, Vladimir Horowitz.”  

The Chandlers spent summers in Idlewild, the historically Black resort in upstate Michigan. “Everything else was closed to Black folks,” he said of a time when beaches and pools were segregated. “While other kids were in summer band, I’d be away. By the time I got back to school for an instrument, they were all gone and a guy said, ‘here’s this,’ an oboe with a Pan-American fingering chart.”

As a senior in high school, Chandler was playing with the University of Akron orchestra; he had also participated in civil disobedience for the first time. And while the case against Summit Beach Park was won, the action was the last time Black and white kids swam together. “The pool was filled with cement,” he said.

At college he was a player with the Akron Symphony, but the one thing Chandler was not playing, and was not interested in was folk music (though he’d played a folksinger, a one-man Greek chorus, in a college production of The Rainmaker, the story of a  con man claiming he could bring rain to a drought-stricken town).  

“We got this great write up and then this guy came up to me and said ‘How’s your mama?’ What?! He said, ‘Look I heard the music you wrote for The Rainmaker, but I’ve got some stuff you need to hear,” explained Chandler. “This guy was a professor from the university who was doing a doctoral dissertation on The Dozens. ‘You help me collect these dirty dozens, and I’ll make my record collection available to you.’”

The record collection of blues, folk, and specifically country blues included Big Bill Broonzy, Sonny Terry, Mississippi John Hurt, Lead Belly and Son House. At the time, “That music hadn’t crossed my radar at all,” said Chandler. 

In 1952, the Anthology of American Folk Music was issued. The highly influential collection compiled by Harry Smith and released by Folkways Records would contribute to an ascendance of roots music and the resuscitation of the careers of some of its living blues and mountain music players. At the dawn of his folk process, Chandler could not possibly know then that in just a few years time he would be sharing stages with some of these musicians and participate in the handing down of songs from one generation to the next. Further fueling its intrigue, Smith’s liner notes were crafted like headlines, screaming in all caps the details of the song’s stories. So “Engine One-Forty-Three” by the Carter Family, was distilled into the sensational, GEORGIE RUNS INTO ROCK AFTER MOTHER’S WARNING, DIES WITH THE ENGINE HE LOVES.

“I went to some bougie black church in Akron where the minister only wanted us to sing Bach, anthems…it was their vision of upwardly mobile, going to college, striving to be middle class.”

The dilemma of Black folks seeking to fit into a prescribed set of so called societal norms was a result of a deleterious “double consciousness,” the term used by Black scholar W.E.B. Du Bois to describe seeing one’s self through the eyes of the oppressor. Chandler described his experience of double consciousness in musical terms.  

“You don’t recognize it till later, but people put you into the hands that are going to shape you artistically. They sent me to voice school…Enrico Caruso, George London…telling you how to make tones, where to put your tongue and mouth and how to position your head and make notes ring in your head,” he said. “You have to unlearn and imitate other stuff and then who am I being?”

The process of his unlearning was about to begin.

The university of Ohio professor who befriended Chandler had some upcoming business in New York and offered him a deal. “The guy said, if you’ll help me with the driving, I’ll pay for everything,” said Chandler. “He took me to New York and I got a job at Columbia University as an elevator operator for the summer. He took me to Greenwich Village, to Izzy Young’s bookstore on MacDougal Street. This guy with his hair all hanging in his face was playing the guitar. It was Dave Van Ronk.” 

“I’d do my elevator operator job, get about four hours sleep and run back,” said Chandler. “After the summer, I got another job as a counselor for boys, the St. Barnabas House at Bleeker and MacDougal,” a home for women and children in need. “I would take care of the kids, bathe them, do homework, and walk them to school.” Between graduate studies at Columbia, “These eight- to eleven-year-olds were under my care every day and I took them to Washington Square Park to roller skate. And when they were skating, I started playing and singing on the square and people would come by and listen.”

Among the passerby was the “psychedelic clown” who’d come to be known as Wavy Gravy.

“Hugh Romney said look, we’re going to Hartford with poets and we want you to come. But you gotta dress down, dress hip,” said Chandler.  “I picked up some black slacks and a red shirt, like Harry Belafonte,” his idea of a folksinger. “Hugh said, no man, that ain’t it.”  

Romney pointed him to Orchard Street where he could find black jeans, chambray work shirts, black boots and a bandana for the neck. 

“That became my folk costume,” said Chandler. “After that he asked me to play between the poets at the Gaslight. It was a whole poet’s scene late ’58-’59, not singers then,” explained Chandler, who performed with Romney and humorist John Brent. “Cafe Wha? was always a poet’s scene.”  

He met Bob Kaufman, who would become a noted Beat poet.

“’Green Green Rocky Road,’ I wrote with Bob Kaufman.”  The pair rooted their song in a children’s melody from the Georgia Sea Island/Gullah tradition and turned it into a contemporary folk standard, popularized by Van Ronk.

Van Ronk would later recall Chandler as one of the few Black folksingers on the mostly white scene. One night after a gig at the Gaslight he was jumped, though he survived the attack, owing to his experience with the “lateral drop,” a wrestling move he learned as a youth. On another occasion, he wasn’t so lucky.

“When I got beat up, my head cracked,” he said. “Dylan and Jack Elliott both came to see me at the hospital.”  

To strangle in minutes and hours to drown

In years and in months for the last time go down

out of touch out of taste out of sound

with no echo and casting no shadow *

While folksingers of the time often traded in traditional songs, Chandler had started developing another survival skill: Turning his experience into verses of song.

“A guy came into the Gaslight and started heckling the poets. So when I got up, he started on me. I would take everything he said and tie it up in a blues verse just to cut him down.”

After some revelations and negotiations, the guy turned out to be a talent scout. Chandler was offered and accepted 13-weeks on Detroit late night TV-WXYZ.

 Chandler set out for Detroit with a limited repertoire he was just staring to learn.

“In Detroit, I’d go to the library every day, listen to Folkways records by Cisco Houston, Woody Guthrie and fell in love with Gary Davis,” he said. “I’d learn a new song every day and sing it on the TV that night.”

Dylan remembered an early – perhaps first –  encounter with Chandler, in a room above the Gaslight.

There’d always be a card game going on. Van Ronk, Stookey, Romney, Hal Waters, Paul Clayton, Luke Faust, Len Chandler and some others would play poker continuously through the night… Chandler told me once, you gotta learn how to bluff, you’ll never make it in this game if you don’t. Sometimes you even have to get caught bluffing. It helps later if you’ve got a winning hand and want some other players to think you might be bluffing.

Chandler had his own recollection. “When Dylan came to town, he wasn’t writing much. His songs were Woody-esque, songs like, ‘Hey ho Lead Belly, I just want to sing your name,’” a riff on Guthrie’s song in tribute to the unjust trial and execution of Sacco and Vanzetti. 

Dylan’s “Song to Woody” was sung to the tune of Guthrie’s “1913 Massacre” and included a phrase from Guthrie’s song, based on a real life tragedy in Calumet, Michigan: Someone maliciously yelled “fire” in a crowded building occupied by striking miners and their families on Christmas Eve. For his sessions at Columbia’s Studio A in November, 1961, Dylan would record “Song To Woody” and another original, “Talkin’ New York,” along with the Van Ronk’s arrangement of “House of the Rising Son,” Eric von Schmitt’s arrangement of “Baby Let Me Follow You Down,” and several more newly-acquired songs, like the spiritual, “Gospel Plow.” 

“I hadn’t started writing but know exactly when I did,” said Chandler. “December 15, 1961. I was playing up in Saratoga Springs, New York, and on the front page of the newspapers, The Daily News and The Post there were similar pictures of a terrible school bus accident in Greeley, Colorado. What was so heavy about it, everyone had seen it and the kids messed up on the ground. I wrote about it and played it in my set that night and when I finished, people were just looking at me.”

Leaving the stage, he went to the dressing room, changed into a new shirt, and put his guitar away, “And then the applause started,” he said. “People were pounding on the tables.”

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Chandler’s song sometimes referred to as “Bus Driver,” about Duane Harms who survived the crash in which the school children died, was never recorded but its melody is known, its existence a talking point in folk circles, ever since Dylan introduced a song he called “Emmett Till” on Cynthia Gooding’s radio show in 1962.

“I stole the melody from Len Chandler. And he’s a funny guy. He’s a folk singer guy. He uses a lot of funny chords you know when he plays and he’s always getting to want me to use some of these chords, you know, trying to teach me new chords all the time…Said don’t those chords sound nice? And I said they sure do, and so I stole it, stole the whole thing.” 

The murder of Emmett Till was a catalyzing event in the Civil Rights Movement, entwined with the imminent Southern voter registration drives and the Freedom Rides from the North that would begin in 1961; the bombing of the buses and targeting of civil rights workers would begin soon after. Dylan’s ballad tells the story of the 14-year-old from Chicago who was murdered on summer vacation in Money, Mississippi in 1955. It was a lynching typical of the Jim Crow South, but its aftermath was something else entirely. Till’s mother, Mamie, insisted on an open-casket funeral for all the world to see. Newsprint pictures of a son’s mutilated body and his mother’s grief were purposefully placed across the pages of the national Black newspaper, The Chicago Defender, and Jet, the weekly magazine. As media coverage persisted, the trial proceeded and an all-white jury acquitted Till’s killers. The horror of Till’s murder continued to unfold throughout the ‘50s, including a public confession without legal consequence. The public outcry contributed to the passage of the Civil Rights Act of 1957, the first of several civil rights acts intended to accomplish desegregation and protect the voting rights of African Americans.

“I’d be reading Time Magazine, The New York Times and The Wall Street Journal – we’d sit in bars and I’d be reading the paper and underlining and stuff,” said Chandler. 

What Dylan and Chandler shared was an interest in their times, and time spent building the scaffolding for their songs, searching for angles, finding out how to place matters of their times on the page and on the stage. 

As with the old time musicians from the early part of the 20th Century they’d heard on Folkways recordings, a song’s sensational details were key – the blood and the hands, the judge and the juries, the scenes where crimes pay or don’t, and the fact life goes on, despite its harms and hard luck endings.

“Both Len and Tom wrote topical songs,” Dylan wrote in Chronicles of Chandler and Tom Paxton, one of the first players in the Village to bolster his set with more original material.Songs where you’d pick articles out of newspapers, fractured demented stuff—some nun getting married, a high school teacher taking a flying leap off the Brooklyn Bridge, tourists who robbed a gas station, Broadway beauty being beaten and left in the snow, things like that.

In The Big Money, part of his USA Trilogy, author John Dos Passos marries fiction and non-fiction, headlines, song lyrics, and freely associated inner monologue to depict life in the early part of the 20th Century. Dylan researcher Scott Warmuth has pointed to the ways in which Dylan, through song, painting, film and his memoir has created a similar labyrinth for the century’s second half, conjuring picaresque characters from the Village and its environs, as real life figures, overlapping with embellished characters, found text, images and imaginary and borrowed dialogues.

“The topical headlines that Dylan suggests Chandler was looking at when writing songs are real headlines that Dos Passos incorporated into The Big Money,” notes Warmuth, citing attention grabbers like “some nun getting married,” “Broadway beauty being beaten,” and “tourists who robbed a gas station.” 

Warmuth traces further passages in which the Village people and their milieu are described in terms from Mezz Mezzrow’s pulp fiction, Really The Blues. Dylan describes the denizens of the folk scene in the exact language Jack London used in his stories to characterize the temperament of dogs and wolves. Chandler is one of the few figures who managed to escape a canine comparison.

Besides being a songwriter, he was also a daredevil. One freezing winter’s night I sat behind him on his Vespa motor scooter riding full throttle across the Brooklyn Bridge and my heart just about shot up in my mouth,” wrote Dylan. The story continues, the pair sliding across the bridge in high wind and ice. “I was on edge the whole way, but I could feel like Chandler was in control, his eyes unblinking and centered steadfast. No doubt about it. Heaven was on his side. I’ve only felt like that about a few people.”

“I think Dylan’s new record just came out,” said Chandler. “We took his first record and two guitars on my motor scooter and we went to see Woody Guthrie in the hospital. They didn’t have a record player. And so Woody just put Dylan’s record under his pillow, we took out our guitars and sang Woody songs.”

By 1962, Dylan and Chandler began having their early compositions published in Broadside and Sing Out! the go-to magazines for topical and traditional folk enthusiasts.

“Our neighbors, Rene and Sally, had a Broadside magazine,” said Chandler. They were strumming “Blowin’ In The Wind,” on guitar. “We were on the fire escape on East Broadway smoking a cigarette because my wife didn’t like cigarettes in the house and that was the first time Dylan heard anyone playing one of his songs.”

“A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall” was published a month later in Sing Out!  

“When I heard ‘A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall,’ I started playing it and I played it on 12-string in open C-tuning. On a twelve string that’s a lotta Cs, it really sings,” said Chandler. 

Poet Allen Ginsberg said he wept when he heard the recording, “…it seemed the torch had been passed to another generation.”

Dylan had gone in further search of how to write what he characterized not as topical nor protest works but rebellion songs, inspired by Tommy Makem and the Clancey Brothers, traditional Irish singers who were also making their way in the Village. Amidst the backdrop of a Cold War and his sense that America was on the verge of a new kind of Civil War, Dylan studied newspaper headlines on microfilm from 1855-1865 at the New York Public Library, “to see what daily life was like.”

I think of the time that before us has been

I think of how little each man’s had to spend

I think of how close is my own little end

And I think how my time I’ve been spending *

While at a gig at the Colony Inn in Rhode Island, “Somebody told me Pete Seeger was on the beach and I should go meet him,” said Chandler. “So I’m jogging and I see this big tall figure jogging and it’s Pete and I started telling him about this song I wrote.” 

Chandler was struggling to find the right melody to a song about his topic du jour: His wife had been caught in a lobster trap. Seeger told him, “What’s so important about being original? I know thirty different versions to one melody. If you add to a song, it will only extend its great history.” 

Chastened by Seeger’s assertion, Chandler was open to learning more about folk tradition. He accepted Seeger’s  invitation to the next song conference being organized in Atlanta. Young people were rallying for voting rights and Seeger had commissioned Charles Neblett, Rutha Mae Harris, Bernice Johnson and Cordell Reagon, The Freedom Singers, to raise funds for the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) to register voters throughout the South. Chandler attended, and found his facility for secular rewrites of spiritual songs on the spot was much a much needed service he could provide to the movement, on marches, at sit-ins, and in jail cells.

“Cordell said, call your wife and tell her you’re not coming home. And I said where am I going? And he said, Arkansas,” said Chandler.

The voting rights campaigns organized by SNCC had continued across the South for a year, from the summer of 1962 and into the summer of 1963, and concentrated in Mississippi in the wake of the June 12 assassination of NAACP field secretary Medgar Evers by the Ku Klux Klan. 

One of the song lyrics Chandler rewrote, before he started to write his own melodies became a movement anthem: “Move On Over (Or We’ll Move On Over You)” was sung to the tune of the “Battle Hymn of the Republic,” its final line trading out “marching on” for “moving on.” 

“When I was writing a lot I would aggressively read the papers – highlight – and then go into my quiet place and think about it.” One of the techniques Chandler used was to take a familiar song and hang lyrics on it.  “When you really change something, nobody remembers the original melody, if you’ve been skillful,” he said.

There are a few versions of how Dylan got to the voter registration rally event on July 6, 1963 in Greenwood Mississippi. In one, he was invited by the New World Singers – Gil Turner, Happy Traum and Rob Cohen. Or, as actor-singer-activist Theo Bikel tells it, Dylan was writing important songs, songs that could be part of the “arsenal and weaponry” of the movement, but with a caveat: “He doesn’t have first-hand experience or real awareness of what was happening.” Movement workers reasoned he needed to experience the trouble firsthand. 

Like Chandler, Bikel had attended Seeger’s song and organizing conferences, had sat in on strategic voter registration sessions, and instructive workshops on being a white ally from the North. Dylan’s manager Albert Grossman at first balked, but Bikel said he would see to it the costs were covered and that he would personally accompany Dylan. He observed the songwriter on the airplane, taking notes “on the backs of envelopes” and performing “Only A Pawn In Their Game” the next day.

A few weeks after Greenwood, a similar cohort of folk performers went to Newport for the annual festival, culminating in what we now know as the archetypal Civil Rights/Folk era moment: Seeger, Peter, Paul and Mary, the Freedom Singers, Dylan and Baez holding hands leading a singalong of “We Shall Overcome” to close out the event. Chandler was not among those assembled in the famous photograph.

“Only through my direct action, after I went to the conference in the South, did I feel like I contributed anything to the movement,” he said. “It wasn’t just because of the marching. It was because I was able to see firsthand all the things that were happening… Lots of people can tell someone to vote but not that many people can perform for 7 8 9, 10, 11, 12,000 people.”

“I would go to the North and work and I’d get enough money together. In other words, I could pay my obligations in New York and we would leave for the South, where you could eat a chicken dinner with three vegetables for a dollar and quarter,” he said.  

As the summer ended, Chandler rolled in to DC from Boston to meet the musicians, the movement workers and civil rights leaders gathered at the historic March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom. Organized by labor organizer A. Phillip Randolph and civil rights activist Bayard Rustin with assistance from Harry Belafonte, a quarter of a million people gathered to insist for equal rights – to work and vote, to live in a country free of racism.

Dylan again performed “Only A Pawn In Their Game” solo and “When The Ship Comes In,” with Baez and Chandler. On guitars and voice, Dylan and Baez accompanied Chandler, who had injured his left hand and needed musical support on his updated lyrics for  “Keep Your Eyes on the Prize (Hold On).” A close relative of “Gospel Plow,” with its “hold on” refrain),  “Keep Your Eyes on the Prize,” was famously sung by Odetta earlier in the decade and was well on its way to becoming an anthem of the era. The peaceful non-violence masses that Malcolm X had his doubts about singing their way to freedom were doubling down on the fight, their numbers increasing, the messaging growing stronger.

Chandler’s take circled back to the headlines.

Read it in the paper the other day, things are swinging in the USA, keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

“After I did my part, Dylan and I walked away…just walking around, sitting on the edge of one of the monuments, behind the Lincoln memorial, smoking, continuing to talk and then we started hearing Martin doing the “I have a dream” section of his speech, and we said, ‘Hold up hold up, listen to this dude blow, this is wonderful.’ That’s what I remember from the speech, being behind another monument with Dylan and silencing ourselves, and sitting in amazement as we heard that wonderful speech unfold.“

Broad-based coalitions, where race, economic, educational and gender identities intersect have historically been deemed dangerous by the powers that be and the efforts to track the artists, stop their momentum and thwart their influence have been well documented. It happened to Seeger in the McCarthy era, and it would happen again to topical songwriters of the ’60s and beyond.

In 1964, Chandler’s song, “Beans In My Ears,” was recorded by the folk-light group, The Serendipity Singers. It was a hit in some parts of the country, though subsequently pulled from the market when it was discovered there had been a public health emergency created by children actually putting beans in their ears. The Weavers, nevertheless sang it at their farewell concert in 1964, a kind of unofficial end to the folk revival and the beginning of a new epoch for folk rock. 

“A lot of people were getting recorded around me and I was the one that was closing the show all the time, and I’m talking about all the time, and I wasn’t getting any nibbles,” said Chandler. He simply wasn’t being courted by record labels like his fellow folkies during the great folk scare of 1958-65. 

“I made an appointment to see John Hammond and sang him two songs and he gave me a contract that day. And that was weird: It was good and bad,” said Chandler. “He had no idea what to do with me or around me or anything. He said he welcomed the opportunity to record me as he would have liked to have recorded Lead Belly in his prime.”

Lead Belly, as musically gifted and influential as he was, was not formally trained as a musician. Born on a plantation, Lead Belly served several prison terms between 1915 and 1940, including a stay at Louisiana’s state penitentiary, Angola, before arriving in New York, where he also served a jail term. Chandler was nothing like Lead Belly.  

“I got Bruce Langhorne to play guitar with me and Bill Lee to play bass,” said Chandler of his Black accompanists, seasoned session players and veterans of the folk scene, including Dylan’s recordings.

“At Newport that year, I played ‘Shadow Dream Chaser of Rainbows,’” said Chandler. “Somewhere there’s a real stupid review of that night in one of the Newport papers that I wish I still had even though it’s still stupid. It said, ‘Dylan was the showers and Chandler was the rainbow. They were just pissed off because he was playing electric.”

I think of the mazes of folly I’ve run

How randomly chosen how wantonly run

Not for fame nor fortune nor freedom nor fun

Just a shadow dream chaser of rainbows *

At the festival’s “protest song night,” Chandler broke a string and riffed a bit while getting recalibrated.  “I said something like, ‘I wish we’d use all the power we have to stop doing the jive things we’re doing in Vietnam and Laos’ and got booed.” 

Chandler had shared the stage with Guy Carawan, Bernice Johnson Reagon and Fannie Lou Hamer, the leader of the Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party, whose commitment to voting rights culminated in her speech at the 1964 Democratic convention, protesting Mississippi’s all-white delegation. Her televised appeal and the movement behind her made way for the Voting Rights Act of 1965. Hamer, as it turned out, had sung the way to freedom, turning the spirituals “Go Tell It On The Mountain” and “This Little Light of Mine,” into marching songs.

That year Chandler also wrote an indictment of Governor George Wallace, “Murder on the Road to Alabama,” during the marches from Selma to Montgomery in 1965, following the murder of civil rights worker, Viola Liuzzo.

It you’re fighting for what’s right 

if you’re black or if you’re white 

you’re a target on the Road to Alabama

The Freedom of Information Act has over the years revealed that countless artists, entertainers, public intellectuals and private citizens were under constant surveillance during and beyond J. Edgar Hoover’s reign of the F.B. I.

“Sonia Sanchez in one of her books was talking about a guy coming to her and saying look, if you lay off this stuff, being an instigator, rabble-rouser, making people less patriotic, your voice will be 100-fold enhanced. If you don’t, you’ll be silenced,” said Chandler. “They really told us, you make a deal. You cut this out and you can have all this.”

He paused to reflect on the memory of Cordell Reagon, the Freedom Singer who’d set him on his own path as a movement singer. “My friend Cordell, they really muscled Cordell big time, to get him to inform or change his road. When I say muscle – harassment, following, steaming open stuff, direct intimidation. I didn’t know it at the time. His wife told me after he died. I think he was killed.”

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Chandler’s debut album, To Be A Man, was released by Columbia in 1966. With liner notes by Broadside co-founder, Gordon Freisen and song notes by Chandler, the collected originals capture not only a moment when folk–and rock – and the movement –was changing. His songs concerned the philosophy of where it was all going, after the assassinations of JFK and Malcolm X, and before the killings of Martin Luther King, Jr., and Senator Robert Kennedy.  Dr. King had admired “Keep on Keeping On,” and even used the phrase in a piece of oratory to address the Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party. Chandler understood King to have learned the phrase, “keep on keeping on” when one of his secretaries read the lyric in Broadside. 

For his second album, The Loving Kind, Hammond brought in producer Elliot Mazer. “It was more of a pop record. What I really would’ve liked to have done was to bring all of my music and tastes, R&B and jazz and classics.” He felt he’d been shoehorned into the pop category, yet again, there was no push from the label. 

As the Civil Rights Era was winding down and the Black Power Era winding up, the winds of change sent Chandler in search of something else. He pursued publishing poetry. Black Arts poet David Henderson had introduced Chandler’s work to Langston Hughes and they kept a correspondence until Hughes passed. Having worked on writing songs to accompany a news segment on the Lowndes County Freedom Party, also known as the Black Panthers (the name borrowed for the Black Panther Party founded a year later in Oakland, California), Chandler was hired by Lew Irwin to write topical songs for The Credibility Gap, a new kind of sketch comedy troupe which sent up the social and political worlds. But coincident with the show’s debut on the day of the California primary election in June of 1968,  RFK was shot and Chandler was in the position of having to create a musical narrative under tremendous pressure. 

His ability to keep spirits moving under fire also served Chandler in his role writing for FTA, a musical-comedy revue that toured military bases in the Pacific Rim at the height of the anti-war movement from 1971-72 with Jane Fonda, Donald Sutherland and a rotating cast that alternately included folk singer Holly Near, comedian Paul Mooney and songwriter Jerry Williams (Swamp Dogg). Chandler can be seen at work throughout the Francine Parker film, FTA. In one powerful sequence, he holds back a line of military police while leading a rousing chorus of his perennial, “Move On Over (Or We’ll Move On Over You).”

We chase after rainbows because we’ve been told

that at each rainbow’s end there’s that great pot of gold

But rainbow gold chasers all forfeit their souls

And the soulless have never cast shadows *

Eventually, Chandler, like Dylan, would make his home out west. He stuck with his craft of songwriting and passed it on to others, becoming a founder and facilitator of the Songwriters Workshop in Hollywood, occasionally grabbing opportunities to write for commercial purpose but usually passing on anything that would mean compromise in order to make big money. Calls would come in for ad jingles, the odd liquor commercial and whatnot, which he’d take as an opportunity to write something satirical, then show up for the presentation to school the mad men in the ad game: “No money down” for diamonds was not a cause he was interested in supporting. In the song game, he’d get calls from the producers seeking hits for their superstar clients: “Whitney Houston…I just couldn’t get it up for that.”

Chandler occasionally performed in the early part of the 21st Century, political fundraisers and benefits for radical left solidarity efforts against perpetual wars and for racial justice. At the time of this interview, he’d sung at a three-day folkathon at UCLA, a reunion of the LA coffeehouse, The Ashgrove, a ’60s and early ’70s hub for acoustic music, progressive politics, way out poetry and folkloric dance, along with the blues, gospel and mountain music legends he had come up with at the folk festivals of yore. Chandler still has much to say about all of it, the then and now of it, as a well-informed, human rights advocate, a self-proclaimed news junkie and daily listener of Amy Goodman’s Democracy Now!

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In 2008, Chandler, with his wife Olga James (a groundbreaker in her own right as an actor and dancer – she appeared opposite Dorothy Dandridge and Harry Belafonte in the film, Carmen Jones) – worked to elect the young senator from Illinois to the office of President.

“We did phone banking, encouraging people to vote early,” he said.  “It makes it less easy to suppress the vote. They had me calling Oregon and Nevada and, after hearing about voting early, we decided to vote early too.”

In 2012, Dylan received the Medal of Freedom, the nation’s highest honor awarded to a civilian by President Barack Obama. Through the years, it’s been agreed upon and argued that Dylan moved away from rigorous engagement with issues and topical song after the early ’60s high water years for protest. But it is perhaps more accurate to consider Dylan chose to disassociate from movements and politics, while his songs still brought the news of the isms that plague a troubled America. Paying tribute to common and uncommon people, people like the falsely accused and political prisoners Rubin “Hurricane” Carter and the Black Panthers’ “George Jackson,” Dylan spoke to the people who cared to hear him and hardly turned his back on Black liberation cause. Continuing to dig deep into gospel and blues for inspiration and illumination, Dylan’s 21st Century works  Love and Theft, Modern Times and the film, Masked and Anonymous continued to grapple with the complications of Black and white America, then and now.

Chandler has not sought nor received acclaim for his contribution to American democracy, in the fights for equality and racial justice, here and afar. Though he’s occasionally asked to recall the events of the ’60s that shaped him, he declines most opportunities to revisit the Village that made him into a folksinger and then sent him in search of something more. Time still takes time, but change can happen in an instant.

“The people that really will continue to successfully struggle are people who are able to maintain their focus through all the barrage of distractions and keep their eye on the prize,” said Chandler.

Sixty years to the day after he sang at the historic March on Washington, Len Chandler died at home in Los Angeles on August 28, 2023. He was 88 years old. 

“Shadow Dream Chaser of Rainbows” by Len Chandler

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Earth Day Special: Van Dyke Parks & Esso

This is your Earth Day long read: The story of how musician, composer and arranger Van Dyke Parks came to produce the 16-man steel pan band, Esso Trinidad, following the Santa Barbara oil spill of 1969. I interviewed Parks in 2009 for Crawdaddy! and since that time, this story has become the most-read on this site, receiving the top number of views daily from around the world. Thanks for your continued readership and for your stewardship of the earth today (Parks suggests planting milkweed, to save the Monarch butterflies).

When 80,000 barrels of oil spilled into the waters of the Santa Barbara Channel in January of 1969, the crude-splattered water, beaches, and birds along the California coast in its aftermath became the symbols of modern eco-disaster. While the ensuing public outcry helped hasten the formalization of the environmental movement as we now know it, for musician Van Dyke Parks, the spill and “the revelation of ecology,” as he calls it, was a very personal, life-altering occasion. “It changed my M.O. and changed my very reason for being,” he says. The Union Oil rig rupture in Santa Barbara made Parks go calypso.

“When I saw the Esso Trinidad Steel band, I saw myself in a Trojan Horse,” he says. “We were going to expose the oil industry. That’s what my agenda was. I felt it was absolutely essential.” From 1970 to 1975, Parks waged awareness of environmental and race matters through the music and culture of the West Indies, though in the end, “You don’t know whether to laugh or cry. That’s what makes Van Gogh go,” he says, “That’s what great art does.” Though Parks is referring directly to Esso Trinidad’s happy/sad steel drum sounds, he could just as easily be talking about his own experience during what we’ll dub the Calypso Years.

Over a five-year period, Parks produced albums by the Esso Trinidad Steel band (1971) and Bob Dylan favorite, the Mighty Sparrow (Hot and Sweet, 1974); he also recorded his own calypso-inspired works, Discover America (1972) and Clang of the Yankee Reaper (1976). Born from his passion for popular song and launched at a time when grassroots protest was at an all-time high, Parks had every reason to believe calypso consciousness would prevail. But he hadn’t factored in the complications of taking on big oil, nor of touring the US with a 28-man steel drum corps from the Caribbean. He was unable to predict that the sessions with Mighty Sparrow would be fraught with rage, and that his efforts would earn him the enmity of Bob Marley, whose production requests he ignored in favor of calypso. And yet, you get the feeling he’d agree in one hot minute to do it all over again the exact same way if given a chance to revisit this section of his checkered recording history.

Parks is generally a well-mannered and affable Southern-born gent with a mildly mischievous streak. A one-time child prodigy on clarinet, he’s often mentioned in tandem with his Southern California work with Beach Boy Brian Wilson, who was reportedly too tripped-out to continue their Smile-era collaborations. A formidable freethinker and raconteur of psychedelic dimensions himself, you can hear the Parks imprint, curly-cuing through “Heroes and Villains” and “Sail On, Sailor”; songs that made a lasting impression on the Beach Boys sound. Rarely at a loss for bookings as a composer, arranger, musician, and producer (Parks would go on to work with artists from Harry Nilsson and Ringo Starr to Joanna Newsom and Rufus Wainwright), his song “High Coin” traded freely on the hippie covers market while he juggled sessions by psychedelic bands as well as singer-songwriters Randy Newman and Phil Ochs. It was following the critical success of his first solo work, Song Cycle, in 1968 and the oil spill in ’69, that Parks began in earnest his pursuit of the music of the West Indies—specifically calypso and steel drum (also known as steel pan). Initially played on instruments made from clankity household odds and ends, by the ’40s, steel drums were made from a surplus of oil barrels, washed ashore the islands of Trinidad and Tobago from the coast of Venezuela. “America pollutes its environment with oil: Little Trinidad makes beautiful music from the drums that you throwaway,” says pan player Godfrey Clarke in the Esso liner notes.

Serving as the accompaniment to Carnival (for which Trinidad is world-famous), calypso is also often accompanied by lyrically potent verses that alternately use breezy and nasty humor to signify its weighty concerns: Imperial oppression and the extreme poverty of the islands. Ideally, the counterculture audience could’ve dug this political/party music with its motives to create equality and earthly harmony. Surely younger folks could identify with the calypsonian struggle, more than say, Liberace’s audience in Las Vegas, which is where Parks found the Esso Trinidad Tripoli Steel band working in the late ’60s. “I saw them as enslaved in their relationship to Liberace; I thought it was a vulgarity. I wanted to save them from their trivialization.” What had begun as Parks’ desire to popularize calypso at that point became his crusade.

The Land of the Hummingbird

“I just love that performance of ‘Aquarium,’” Parks says of Esso’s album finale. “You see, it represents that eco-consciousness that the album should project. I’m just telling you why I did it: I devoted the album to Prince Bernhard, who was the head of the World Wildlife association. Everything was directed to making it a proper, political, green album.” Nearly 40 years later, the Bananastan label has issued newly-minted versions of the Parks-produced  Esso and Sparrow’s Hot and Sweet. Not only are the calypsos strangely contemporary, I find I’m deeply moved by Esso’s environmentally-tuned music from the island officially nicknamed the Land of the Hummingbird. When Parks suggests we meet beside the Santa Monica Bay, I agree:  There is no better place than under the sun for a talk about his rarely-discussed calypso intermezzo. “This has been a well-kept secret,” he begins with a whisper. “The promotion men were successful at that.”

Parks’ devotion to calypso puts him in the unique position of serving as the music’s chief 21st century stateside ambassador; as it is, his relationship to calypso predates his own childhood and runs in the family. According to Parks, his mother’s uncle was the founder of the University of Miami and a calypso devotee. “Of course, they were touched by calypso down there. He had been to Trinidad at the same time as FDR,” explains Parks. President Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s 1936 trip to Trinidad, documented in the song “FDR in Trinidad”, is among the first calypso standards. By the 1940s, “Rum and Coca-Cola”, as sung by the Andrews Sisters, had brought calypso music to the American masses. “Of course, everyone was aware of ‘Rum and Coca-Cola’, which was incidentally my mother’s favorite drink,” says Parks. Though, everyone was not necessarily aware that the jolly little song was also a critique of American military presence in Trinidad (nor would it be a truly great calypso without the double edge). But the Andrews Sisters’ vocal stylings would soon be outdone by authentic calypsonian Harry Belafonte’s ’50s success with the Jamaican folk song “Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)”, calypso’s most enduring hit. In the early ’60s, Parks recalls he and his brother were “left in the dirt” on a bill they shared with calypso’s Andrew “Pan” de la Bastide. But it is in the music’s details rather than its broad overview where Parks gleans inspiration: The origins of the intensity of the music, the unparalleled musicianship of the pan players, the wordplay of the singers and their emotional extremes—from treachery to triumph—are the elements of interest to Parks.

“I was serious about serious music from an early age. Hardwired to a lot of music of dead white guys—very serious discipline—I had three brothers who played. We had this musical oleo in the house, from Bill Haley and the Comets to Les Paul and Mary Ford, Fats Waller, George Shearing, Paul Whiteman, the usual popular American diet, from 78s on. To me, calypso music was everything that the Memphis blues was, everything that Schubert and his sort were of the 19th century Romantic songwriters. Melody: Fantastic, like studying a novel with many subplots, seeing all of them resolved by the conclusion of the work. Lyrics: The scansion, the absolute art of phrasing, it had absorbed everything proper from the British Empire, so you find this incredible intelligence of mind. These are the scions of African nobility, the protectors of the musical and oral tradition. That’s what I think of calypso—the greatest pop music.”

The music of the West Indies was begotten from a 19th century slave history. “Barbados, adjacent to Trinidad, is direct in line of the slave trade that unfortunately plagues us all,” says Parks. But while European settlers imposed customs and traditions on the islands’ people, the indigenous population and those whose origins were African engaged in their own forms of expression. It’s that combination of sound, from two hemispheres and at least three continents, that make up the basics of calypso. Working with the large ensemble steel band, “I took it as an incredible opportunity… from a standpoint of my very American identity,” says Parks. “This group presented such a great opportunity in testing my ethics.” Though were the ethical challenge not combined with the band’s esthetic of extreme musicianship, individually and as a collective, Parks probably wouldn’t have traveled the distance he did with Esso.

“It was really a profound experience to me, to hear the small fish that run by quickly in the ear during Saint-Saëns’ ‘Aquarium’ from The Carnival of the Animals. Those fast notes that shimmer through the piece, they are 32nd/10th notes, there are 10 in a figure, and these guys memorized this thing in a matter of two days and they did an incredible job.” The band was led, as it were, by Hugh Borde. “He was their captain, there was no leader,” explains Parks, though for those two days in the studio he passed his captain’s hat to Parks and pan man Kenrick Headley, who led the group through versions of songs like “Apeman” by the Kinks, “I Want You Back” by the Jackson Five, and Simon and Garfunkel’s “Cecilia.” The Rev. Fr. John Sewell, an Episcopalian missionary who served transcribing the ultimately jaw-dropping versions of the playful classical and orchestral pieces in Esso’s repertoire, also assisted the group. “They were the first to do it,” says Parks of Esso’s classical works on pan, “and it became a requirement for all steel bands to have a classical test piece. So they might do ‘Waltz of the Flowers’ by Tchaikovsky or ‘Unto Us a Child Is Born’ from Handel’s Messiah.” For the recording, they chose the aforementioned Saint-Saëns and the frantic “Sabre Dance.” The steel band also cut a Parks favorite, “Erasmus B. Black”, a wordplay tune penned by the Mighty Sparrow in which an innocently christened baby ends up with an unfortunate double entendre of a name. “I thought there was a great deal of theater and comedy in the group. I’ve never enjoyed myself so much, almost understanding what was going on!”

Keep Your Eye on the Mighty Sparrow

Steel band players gain entry into the prestigious ensembles through a highly competitive audition process. The spirit of musical competition and excellence is rooted in poverty, though it’s a celebratory event, staged each year at Carnival, the annual pre-Lenten festival that finds pan players and wordsmithing calypsonians performing for cash and crowns. The annual Carnival Road March is a calypso competition at its fiercest and reigning supreme eight times was the Mighty Sparrow—his wins rivaled only by contemporary calypso’s Super Blue and Sparrow’s friend and competitor, Lord Kitchener. While Sparrow had traveled to the US seeking help from Belafonte at the height of calypso’s popularity, Kitchener was making a name for himself in England. Upon their respective returns to the islands, Kitchener and Sparrow spent the rest of the decade and into the early ’70s duking out the Road March and Calypso Monarch crowns.

“I wanted very much to do Lord Kitchener,” admits Parks. “Lord Kitchener, to me, is the greatest of all the calypso singers, but Sparrow was absolutely rhapsodic.” In his liner notes to Biograph,Bob Dylan wrote of the Sparrow: “… as far as concept and intelligence and warring with words, Mighty Sparrow was and probably still is the king.” “I thought he would be more difficult to sell than Kitchener,” says Parks. “Sparrow would show up with a cape; Kitchener would’ve shown up in a fedora.” Perhaps Sparrow could sense Parks’ preference for Kitchener upon his arrival at Miami’s famed Criteria Studios. Or maybe it was a hurricane, just about to make its way to land, that turned the session into a perfect storm. “We got to Miami. Phil Ochs appears,” begins Parks, referring to his friend and fellow traditional music enthusiast, famous for folk-singing and a notorious unraveling that had already begun. “Phil is somewhat deranged. The rain starts to whip against the wall absolutely horizontally. We are near the eye of the hurricane. It’s a big one. The studio owner Mack Emerman wondered if we should airboat the whole thing to Barbados.” In a world without Pro Tools, the crew obtained remote power from their own generator and hunkered down as the hurricane passed.  “What you hear, we did in two days. Sparrow would step up to the piano and go pht pht—pht pht. You notice that’s irregular,” explains Parks, pounding on the picnic table before us for emphasis. “It’s not pht, pht, pht, pht. You know, it’s said that irregular beat is something that started in Curaçao as the natives imitated the Dutch governor, Peter Stuyvesant… he had a lame leg and so he would pht pht—pht pht. That’s what I heard… it’s the rhythm that Sparrow played for two bars before the piece begins. And then the band came in. This didn’t take a producer. This didn’t take an efficiency expert. This was incredible.”

Rather than arriving at the studio with a finished set of lyrics, Sparrow came with phrases. “Sparrow knows exactly where he’s going… he knows how to get the cat out of the tree, get the cat down; he’s got the chorus solved. He’s very able. There is nothing false about his incredible musical skill. That he can ideate phraseology with such powers of deception is a very good quality of his work. It’s the very same power of deception that I see in Schubert, that also likes to take you out somewhere, then puts you somewhere subtly that is surprising and refreshing.” Of the songs he compiled for Hot and Sweet, Parks cites two standouts: “More Cock” (“I asked for it. I know, it’s my fault”) and “Maria.” “My favorite. As Ted Turner said… ‘it only looks easy.’ To me, it’s as good as anything I’ve heard out of Allen Toussaint. It’s tight.”

Co-produced with Andy Wickham, the session with Sparrow was not without incident. Parks describes British Wickham as “right wing” and in thrall to “Country and western and super-America, Buck Owens and Merle Haggard.” Parks says, “I remember he was ecstatic with ‘Okie from Muskogee,’” Haggard’s toast to redneckism. And yet, like Parks, Wickham loved calypso. “He came to realize how much the butt [of the jokes] the British were.”  Wickham could also appreciate the melodies (“He loved Wagner, secretly,” says Parks) and the lyrics (“Very good turn of phrase,” he’d say). But it was sport that bound Wickham to the calypsonians. “He knew all the West Indian super heroes of cricket,” says Parks; however, that did not make him the boss of Mighty Sparrow.

Sparrow was not one to take studio direction. “Which is a big mistake. Every bullet counts on a record,” says Parks. “It was hard. It was a bumpy ride. It was occasionally filled with rage and great hostility. And blackberry brandy; I think the record was a four quarts of blackberry brandy record.” The necessary lubricant relieved some of the tension courtesy of the elephant in the room: The British Empire. “Well, the British were leading the decolonized African freeman, and I was right in the middle of all that. The Sparrow is filled with bravado and severe opinions that aren’t always convenient… There were moments that you hoped the guy in the cape wasn’t going to show up at dinnertime to protest his individuality to everyone.”

By the time Parks was finishing with Sparrow, calypso’s rhythmic energy was in the process of being subsumed by disco, while the war on poverty was being fought by reggae, the Caribbean’s other music. “Calypso was feeling very disco-ed, which is funny because they wanted to feel disco-ed, and yet, they were bothered by the fact that disco was calypso. It was a dead ringer,” Parks says, once again sounding out beats at the picnic table. “They were mad as hell about that. And then reggae hit the fan—in a big way—and I was delighted.” This is when Parks received his call from Bob Marley.

Clang of the Yankee Reaper

“‘Let’s face it, Mr. Parks, the white man is finished in the Caribbean,’” said Marley to Parks. “I thought that was a rather harsh thing to say. He was so pissed at me, because I didn’t have time to work for him because I was so trying to get 28 toothbrushes… I was just too busy and he took it as a slight.” Though, what may’ve been a missed opportunity with Marley, Parks made up for it by recording with his contemporary, Jimmy Cliff. “Jimmy Cliff was a big deal to me,” he says. Believing Cliff’s melodies often prevailed over Marley’s “rhythm machine,” Parks helped the singer secure his publishing and played keyboards on Cliff’s 1976 album, Follow My Mind. “I honestly think that the Jamaicans showed a greater power of adaptability against ‘guns, germs, and steel’ than calypso. Trinidad is more removed—it’s a different world…”

Following the Sparrow production gig and Parks’ own Clang of the Yankee Reaper (a good half of its material bearing the earmarks of calypso), by the end of the ’70s, Parks was back in the bosom of the California singer-songwriter scene, working with Lowell George, Nicolette Larson, and again with Harry Nilsson. So what then of calypso, his first Caribbean love?

“Calypsonians were an uncapturable lot, really, and I’ll tell you why… They never had any regard in an engagement in copyright. Maybe it’s an uncommon modesty of sorts.” Matters of contractual arrangement were a formality that, according to Parks, was of no interest to calypsonians. “It finally dawned on me there is an undeniably vulgar aspect to contract agreements because they’re built to check coercion and that’s a sad way to approach any mutual trust. These songs are for a moment’s discovery, born of such a highly extemporaneous, unanticipated purpose. A solution to a problem is what it’s all about.”

Artistically, he was satisfied by the calypso interlude. “Those two recordings were made at the apex of analog. Such a phenomenon of sound and so nuanced… small notes that all make up the way it feels in the bones,” he said.

Environmentally, the idea to link calypso or any music to the earth’s wellness was visionary on Parks’ behalf; the frontiers of such thought combined with activism are yet to be fully explored. Although at one time he’d hoped to deliver his message directly to consumers at the pump as a “premium gift” with fill-up (the idea was a sound sheet of the Esso Trinidad Steel Band singing “White Christmas” with Bing Crosby), his dream of harmony, enlightenment, and environmental healing through steel band music was too far-reaching. Idealistically, Park could not fulfill his full vision with Esso.

“I was in the crosshairs of the racial divide with these gentlemen who had no idea about such things,” explained Parks. “A guy shot at us—a farmer up on a hill with a shotgun—when the bus broke down on the road in the South. The culture collision was probably among the top five benchmark psychological events of my life, for so many reasons.” Esso’s US tour ground to a halt for good when their aforementioned bus crashed. Several men were hospitalized and one was laid up at the Parks household for four months. “I came up as quickly as I could with another record about calypso to keep the focus on the medium. I put a Greyhound bus and a Continental Trailways bus on the front cover, just to get these men out of bed.” The Parks album Discover America contains interpretations of “FDR in Trinidad”, “The Four Mills Brothers”, and “Bing Crosby”, among others from the calypso canon. Parks’ time with the steel band was drawing to a close, though not before one last act in which he finessed a potentially sticky situation with Standard Oil of New Jersey that ultimately okayed the Trinidad Steel Band to retain the use of Esso in its name, without an injunction.

He still stands by a statement he made of Esso, those years ago: “The greatest group I’ve ever had the privilege to produce.” Like his calypso brethren, Parks may’ve been bloodied, but his confidence in the art of calypso is unyielding. “All of the bravado of such poverty—poor people speaking plainly, representing the disenfranchised—is what calypso is all about,” he states. “It’s not only topical songs that are optimally crafted, both lyrically and melody—it’s that they do things: They move mountains. It’s a life force.”

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On Oil Barrels, Calypso & Van Dyke Parks

This is your Earth Day long read: The story of how musician, composer and arranger Van Dyke Parks came to produce the 16-man steel pan band, Esso Trinidad, following the Santa Barbara oil spill of 1969. I interviewed Parks in 2009 for Crawdaddy! and since that time, this story has become the most-read on this site, receiving the top number of views daily from around the world. Thanks for your continued readership and for your stewardship of the earth today (Parks suggests planting milkweed, to save the Monarch butterflies).

When 80,000 barrels of oil spilled into the waters of the Santa Barbara Channel in January of 1969, the crude-splattered water, beaches, and birds along the California coast in its aftermath became the symbols of modern eco-disaster. While the ensuing public outcry helped hasten the formalization of the environmental movement as we now know it, for musician Van Dyke Parks, the spill and “the revelation of ecology,” as he calls it, was a very personal, life-altering occasion. “It changed my M.O. and changed my very reason for being,” he says. The Union Oil rig rupture in Santa Barbara made Parks go calypso.

“When I saw the Esso Trinidad Steel band, I saw myself in a Trojan Horse,” he says. “We were going to expose the oil industry. That’s what my agenda was. I felt it was absolutely essential.” From 1970 to 1975, Parks waged awareness of environmental and race matters through the music and culture of the West Indies, though in the end, “You don’t know whether to laugh or cry. That’s what makes Van Gogh go,” he says, “That’s what great art does.” Though Parks is referring directly to Esso Trinidad’s happy/sad steel drum sounds, he could just as easily be talking about his own experience during what we’ll dub the Calypso Years.

Over a five-year period, Parks produced albums by the Esso Trinidad Steel band (1971) and Bob Dylan favorite, the Mighty Sparrow (Hot and Sweet, 1974); he also recorded his own calypso-inspired works, Discover America (1972) and Clang of the Yankee Reaper (1976). Born from his passion for popular song and launched at a time when grassroots protest was at an all-time high, Parks had every reason to believe calypso consciousness would prevail. But he hadn’t factored in the complications of taking on big oil, nor of touring the US with a 28-man steel drum corps from the Caribbean. He was unable to predict that the sessions with Mighty Sparrow would be fraught with rage, and that his efforts would earn him the enmity of Bob Marley, whose production requests he ignored in favor of calypso. And yet, you get the feeling he’d agree in one hot minute to do it all over again the exact same way if given a chance to revisit this section of his checkered recording history.

Parks is generally a well-mannered and affable Southern-born gent with a mildly mischievous streak. A one-time child prodigy on clarinet, he’s often mentioned in tandem with his Southern California work with Beach Boy Brian Wilson, who was reportedly too tripped-out to continue their Smile-era collaborations. A formidable freethinker and raconteur of psychedelic dimensions himself, you can hear the Parks imprint, curly-cuing through “Heroes and Villains” and “Sail On, Sailor”; songs that made a lasting impression on the Beach Boys sound. Rarely at a loss for bookings as a composer, arranger, musician, and producer (Parks would go on to work with artists from Harry Nilsson and Ringo Starr to Joanna Newsom and Rufus Wainwright), his song “High Coin” traded freely on the hippie covers market while he juggled sessions by psychedelic bands as well as singer-songwriters Randy Newman and Phil Ochs. It was following the critical success of his first solo work, Song Cycle, in 1968 and the oil spill in ’69, that Parks began in earnest his pursuit of the music of the West Indies—specifically calypso and steel drum (also known as steel pan). Initially played on instruments made from clankity household odds and ends, by the ’40s, steel drums were made from a surplus of oil barrels, washed ashore the islands of Trinidad and Tobago from the coast of Venezuela. “America pollutes its environment with oil: Little Trinidad makes beautiful music from the drums that you throwaway,” says pan player Godfrey Clarke in the Esso liner notes.

Serving as the accompaniment to Carnival (for which Trinidad is world-famous), calypso is also often accompanied by lyrically potent verses that alternately use breezy and nasty humor to signify its weighty concerns: Imperial oppression and the extreme poverty of the islands. Ideally, the counterculture audience could’ve dug this political/party music with its motives to create equality and earthly harmony. Surely younger folks could identify with the calypsonian struggle, more than say, Liberace’s audience in Las Vegas, which is where Parks found the Esso Trinidad Tripoli Steel band working in the late ’60s. “I saw them as enslaved in their relationship to Liberace; I thought it was a vulgarity. I wanted to save them from their trivialization.” What had begun as Parks’ desire to popularize calypso at that point became his crusade.

The Land of the Hummingbird

“I just love that performance of ‘Aquarium,’” Parks says of Esso’s album finale. “You see, it represents that eco-consciousness that the album should project. I’m just telling you why I did it: I devoted the album to Prince Bernhard, who was the head of the World Wildlife association. Everything was directed to making it a proper, political, green album.” Nearly 40 years later, the Bananastan label has issued newly-minted versions of the Parks-produced  Esso and Sparrow’s Hot and Sweet. Not only are the calypsos strangely contemporary, I find I’m deeply moved by Esso’s environmentally-tuned music from the island officially nicknamed the Land of the Hummingbird. When Parks suggests we meet beside the Santa Monica Bay, I agree:  There is no better place than under the sun for a talk about his rarely-discussed calypso intermezzo. “This has been a well-kept secret,” he begins with a whisper. “The promotion men were successful at that.”

Parks’ devotion to calypso puts him in the unique position of serving as the music’s chief 21st century stateside ambassador; as it is, his relationship to calypso predates his own childhood and runs in the family. According to Parks, his mother’s uncle was the founder of the University of Miami and a calypso devotee. “Of course, they were touched by calypso down there. He had been to Trinidad at the same time as FDR,” explains Parks. President Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s 1936 trip to Trinidad, documented in the song “FDR in Trinidad”, is among the first calypso standards. By the 1940s, “Rum and Coca-Cola”, as sung by the Andrews Sisters, had brought calypso music to the American masses. “Of course, everyone was aware of ‘Rum and Coca-Cola’, which was incidentally my mother’s favorite drink,” says Parks. Though, everyone was not necessarily aware that the jolly little song was also a critique of American military presence in Trinidad (nor would it be a truly great calypso without the double edge). But the Andrews Sisters’ vocal stylings would soon be outdone by authentic calypsonian Harry Belafonte’s ’50s success with the Jamaican folk song “Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)”, calypso’s most enduring hit. In the early ’60s, Parks recalls he and his brother were “left in the dirt” on a bill they shared with calypso’s Andrew “Pan” de la Bastide. But it is in the music’s details rather than its broad overview where Parks gleans inspiration: The origins of the intensity of the music, the unparalleled musicianship of the pan players, the wordplay of the singers and their emotional extremes—from treachery to triumph—are the elements of interest to Parks.

“I was serious about serious music from an early age. Hardwired to a lot of music of dead white guys—very serious discipline—I had three brothers who played. We had this musical oleo in the house, from Bill Haley and the Comets to Les Paul and Mary Ford, Fats Waller, George Shearing, Paul Whiteman, the usual popular American diet, from 78s on. To me, calypso music was everything that the Memphis blues was, everything that Schubert and his sort were of the 19th century Romantic songwriters. Melody: Fantastic, like studying a novel with many subplots, seeing all of them resolved by the conclusion of the work. Lyrics: The scansion, the absolute art of phrasing, it had absorbed everything proper from the British Empire, so you find this incredible intelligence of mind. These are the scions of African nobility, the protectors of the musical and oral tradition. That’s what I think of calypso—the greatest pop music.”

The music of the West Indies was begotten from a 19th century slave history. “Barbados, adjacent to Trinidad, is direct in line of the slave trade that unfortunately plagues us all,” says Parks. But while European settlers imposed customs and traditions on the islands’ people, the indigenous population and those whose origins were African engaged in their own forms of expression. It’s that combination of sound, from two hemispheres and at least three continents, that make up the basics of calypso. Working with the large ensemble steel band, “I took it as an incredible opportunity… from a standpoint of my very American identity,” says Parks. “This group presented such a great opportunity in testing my ethics.” Though were the ethical challenge not combined with the band’s esthetic of extreme musicianship, individually and as a collective, Parks probably wouldn’t have traveled the distance he did with Esso.

“It was really a profound experience to me, to hear the small fish that run by quickly in the ear during Saint-Saëns’ ‘Aquarium’ from The Carnival of the Animals. Those fast notes that shimmer through the piece, they are 32nd/10th notes, there are 10 in a figure, and these guys memorized this thing in a matter of two days and they did an incredible job.” The band was led, as it were, by Hugh Borde. “He was their captain, there was no leader,” explains Parks, though for those two days in the studio he passed his captain’s hat to Parks and pan man Kenrick Headley, who led the group through versions of songs like “Apeman” by the Kinks, “I Want You Back” by the Jackson Five, and Simon and Garfunkel’s “Cecilia.” The Rev. Fr. John Sewell, an Episcopalian missionary who served transcribing the ultimately jaw-dropping versions of the playful classical and orchestral pieces in Esso’s repertoire, also assisted the group. “They were the first to do it,” says Parks of Esso’s classical works on pan, “and it became a requirement for all steel bands to have a classical test piece. So they might do ‘Waltz of the Flowers’ by Tchaikovsky or ‘Unto Us a Child Is Born’ from Handel’s Messiah.” For the recording, they chose the aforementioned Saint-Saëns and the frantic “Sabre Dance.” The steel band also cut a Parks favorite, “Erasmus B. Black”, a wordplay tune penned by the Mighty Sparrow in which an innocently christened baby ends up with an unfortunate double entendre of a name. “I thought there was a great deal of theater and comedy in the group. I’ve never enjoyed myself so much, almost understanding what was going on!”

Keep Your Eye on the Mighty Sparrow

Steel band players gain entry into the prestigious ensembles through a highly competitive audition process. The spirit of musical competition and excellence is rooted in poverty, though it’s a celebratory event, staged each year at Carnival, the annual pre-Lenten festival that finds pan players and wordsmithing calypsonians performing for cash and crowns. The annual Carnival Road March is a calypso competition at its fiercest and reigning supreme eight times was the Mighty Sparrow—his wins rivaled only by contemporary calypso’s Super Blue and Sparrow’s friend and competitor, Lord Kitchener. While Sparrow had traveled to the US seeking help from Belafonte at the height of calypso’s popularity, Kitchener was making a name for himself in England. Upon their respective returns to the islands, Kitchener and Sparrow spent the rest of the decade and into the early ’70s duking out the Road March and Calypso Monarch crowns.

“I wanted very much to do Lord Kitchener,” admits Parks. “Lord Kitchener, to me, is the greatest of all the calypso singers, but Sparrow was absolutely rhapsodic.” In his liner notes to Biograph,Bob Dylan wrote of the Sparrow: “… as far as concept and intelligence and warring with words, Mighty Sparrow was and probably still is the king.” “I thought he would be more difficult to sell than Kitchener,” says Parks. “Sparrow would show up with a cape; Kitchener would’ve shown up in a fedora.” Perhaps Sparrow could sense Parks’ preference for Kitchener upon his arrival at Miami’s famed Criteria Studios. Or maybe it was a hurricane, just about to make its way to land, that turned the session into a perfect storm. “We got to Miami. Phil Ochs appears,” begins Parks, referring to his friend and fellow traditional music enthusiast, famous for folk-singing and a notorious unraveling that had already begun. “Phil is somewhat deranged. The rain starts to whip against the wall absolutely horizontally. We are near the eye of the hurricane. It’s a big one. The studio owner Mack Emerman wondered if we should airboat the whole thing to Barbados.” In a world without Pro Tools, the crew obtained remote power from their own generator and hunkered down as the hurricane passed.  “What you hear, we did in two days. Sparrow would step up to the piano and go pht pht—pht pht. You notice that’s irregular,” explains Parks, pounding on the picnic table before us for emphasis. “It’s not pht, pht, pht, pht. You know, it’s said that irregular beat is something that started in Curaçao as the natives imitated the Dutch governor, Peter Stuyvesant… he had a lame leg and so he would pht pht—pht pht. That’s what I heard… it’s the rhythm that Sparrow played for two bars before the piece begins. And then the band came in. This didn’t take a producer. This didn’t take an efficiency expert. This was incredible.”

Rather than arriving at the studio with a finished set of lyrics, Sparrow came with phrases. “Sparrow knows exactly where he’s going… he knows how to get the cat out of the tree, get the cat down; he’s got the chorus solved. He’s very able. There is nothing false about his incredible musical skill. That he can ideate phraseology with such powers of deception is a very good quality of his work. It’s the very same power of deception that I see in Schubert, that also likes to take you out somewhere, then puts you somewhere subtly that is surprising and refreshing.” Of the songs he compiled for Hot and Sweet, Parks cites two standouts: “More Cock” (“I asked for it. I know, it’s my fault”) and “Maria.” “My favorite. As Ted Turner said… ‘it only looks easy.’ To me, it’s as good as anything I’ve heard out of Allen Toussaint. It’s tight.”

Co-produced with Andy Wickham, the session with Sparrow was not without incident. Parks describes British Wickham as “right wing” and in thrall to “Country and western and super-America, Buck Owens and Merle Haggard.” Parks says, “I remember he was ecstatic with ‘Okie from Muskogee,’” Haggard’s toast to redneckism. And yet, like Parks, Wickham loved calypso. “He came to realize how much the butt [of the jokes] the British were.”  Wickham could also appreciate the melodies (“He loved Wagner, secretly,” says Parks) and the lyrics (“Very good turn of phrase,” he’d say). But it was sport that bound Wickham to the calypsonians. “He knew all the West Indian super heroes of cricket,” says Parks; however, that did not make him the boss of Mighty Sparrow.

Sparrow was not one to take studio direction. “Which is a big mistake. Every bullet counts on a record,” says Parks. “It was hard. It was a bumpy ride. It was occasionally filled with rage and great hostility. And blackberry brandy; I think the record was a four quarts of blackberry brandy record.” The necessary lubricant relieved some of the tension courtesy of the elephant in the room: The British Empire. “Well, the British were leading the decolonized African freeman, and I was right in the middle of all that. The Sparrow is filled with bravado and severe opinions that aren’t always convenient… There were moments that you hoped the guy in the cape wasn’t going to show up at dinnertime to protest his individuality to everyone.”

By the time Parks was finishing with Sparrow, calypso’s rhythmic energy was in the process of being subsumed by disco, while the war on poverty was being fought by reggae, the Caribbean’s other music. “Calypso was feeling very disco-ed, which is funny because they wanted to feel disco-ed, and yet, they were bothered by the fact that disco was calypso. It was a dead ringer,” Parks says, once again sounding out beats at the picnic table. “They were mad as hell about that. And then reggae hit the fan—in a big way—and I was delighted.” This is when Parks received his call from Bob Marley.

Clang of the Yankee Reaper

“‘Let’s face it, Mr. Parks, the white man is finished in the Caribbean,’” said Marley to Parks. “I thought that was a rather harsh thing to say. He was so pissed at me, because I didn’t have time to work for him because I was so trying to get 28 toothbrushes… I was just too busy and he took it as a slight.” Though, what may’ve been a missed opportunity with Marley, Parks made up for it by recording with his contemporary, Jimmy Cliff. “Jimmy Cliff was a big deal to me,” he says. Believing Cliff’s melodies often prevailed over Marley’s “rhythm machine,” Parks helped the singer secure his publishing and played keyboards on Cliff’s 1976 album, Follow My Mind. “I honestly think that the Jamaicans showed a greater power of adaptability against ‘guns, germs, and steel’ than calypso. Trinidad is more removed—it’s a different world…”

Following the Sparrow production gig and Parks’ own Clang of the Yankee Reaper (a good half of its material bearing the earmarks of calypso), by the end of the ’70s, Parks was back in the bosom of the California singer-songwriter scene, working with Lowell George, Nicolette Larson, and again with Harry Nilsson. So what then of calypso, his first Caribbean love?

“Calypsonians were an uncapturable lot, really, and I’ll tell you why… They never had any regard in an engagement in copyright. Maybe it’s an uncommon modesty of sorts.” Matters of contractual arrangement were a formality that, according to Parks, was of no interest to calypsonians. “It finally dawned on me there is an undeniably vulgar aspect to contract agreements because they’re built to check coercion and that’s a sad way to approach any mutual trust. These songs are for a moment’s discovery, born of such a highly extemporaneous, unanticipated purpose. A solution to a problem is what it’s all about.”

Artistically, he was satisfied by the calypso interlude. “Those two recordings were made at the apex of analog. Such a phenomenon of sound and so nuanced… small notes that all make up the way it feels in the bones,” he said.

Environmentally, the idea to link calypso or any music to the earth’s wellness was visionary on Parks’ behalf; the frontiers of such thought combined with activism are yet to be fully explored. Although at one time he’d hoped to deliver his message directly to consumers at the pump as a “premium gift” with fill-up (the idea was a sound sheet of the Esso Trinidad Steel Band singing “White Christmas” with Bing Crosby), his dream of harmony, enlightenment, and environmental healing through steel band music was too far-reaching. Idealistically, Park could not fulfill his full vision with Esso.

“I was in the crosshairs of the racial divide with these gentlemen who had no idea about such things,” explained Parks. “A guy shot at us—a farmer up on a hill with a shotgun—when the bus broke down on the road in the South. The culture collision was probably among the top five benchmark psychological events of my life, for so many reasons.” Esso’s US tour ground to a halt for good when their aforementioned bus crashed. Several men were hospitalized and one was laid up at the Parks household for four months. “I came up as quickly as I could with another record about calypso to keep the focus on the medium. I put a Greyhound bus and a Continental Trailways bus on the front cover, just to get these men out of bed.” The Parks album Discover America contains interpretations of “FDR in Trinidad”, “The Four Mills Brothers”, and “Bing Crosby”, among others from the calypso canon. Parks’ time with the steel band was drawing to a close, though not before one last act in which he finessed a potentially sticky situation with Standard Oil of New Jersey that ultimately okayed the Trinidad Steel Band to retain the use of Esso in its name, without an injunction.

He still stands by a statement he made of Esso, those years ago: “The greatest group I’ve ever had the privilege to produce.” Like his calypso brethren, Parks may’ve been bloodied, but his confidence in the art of calypso is unyielding. “All of the bravado of such poverty—poor people speaking plainly, representing the disenfranchised—is what calypso is all about,” he states. “It’s not only topical songs that are optimally crafted, both lyrically and melody—it’s that they do things: They move mountains. It’s a life force.”

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Born to Rock: Lead Belly

leadbellyLead Belly was born around this day of January in 1888 or nine. This is a portion of his story, adapted from my Crawdaddy! column, The Origin of Song.

“I’m obsessed with him. He’s my favorite performer,” said Kurt Cobain. “No Lead Belly, no Beatles,” claimed George Harrison, and the same may as well be said for Led Zeppelin, whose Jimmy Page was rocking “Cotton Fields” back in 1957. According to Van Morrison, “If it wasn’t for Lead Belly, I may never have been here.” And yet, Lead Belly—born Huddie Ledbetter near Mooringsport, Louisiana in 1888—is rarely the first traditional American musician historians credit with the creation of rock ‘n’ roll or the bands of the British Invasion. His contribution to rock is as fundamental and profound as those of Robert Johnson and Muddy Waters, so why is it we don’t hear that much anymore about his legend? Perhaps it can be blamed on the boll weevil he sung about—and it indeed may have something to do with cotton—though the diminishing of Lead Belly’s influence on rock is likely just another case of the forgotten origins of song.

The Louisianan’s sound first came to impact the young lads who would go on to form the classic rock bands of the ’60s via the British Isle’s mid-’50s skiffle craze. Rooted in the jug band style of the 1920s, skiffle’s homemade and improvised style relied on the wacky sounds of household items like washboard, comb, and homemade instruments—the stuff that makes for its irresistible, ecstatic sound. Glaswegian Lonnie Donegan’s frantic version of “Rock Island Line”, first popularized by Lead Belly, swept across the land like skiffle-mania, boosting guitar sales and launching a thousand bands, like young Jim Page’s combo as well as the Quarrymen (who we all know by now birthed the Beatles).

For Morrison—who’d already developed a taste for the blues voices of the American South—skiffle provided confirmation of the potential for what an Irishman could do with a Black American folk sound. The Lead Belly repertoire meeting English skiffle marked the beginning of his long association with rock ‘n’ roll; though stateside he was more of a singular phenomenon, as well as a folker.

Coming up through traditional, mythological American folkways, it is said that folklorist John Lomax discovered Lead Belly during the singer’s stay at Angola, the Louisiana state penitentiary (it was his third incarceration). It was there that Lomax and his son Alan recorded songs by him for the Library of Congress, some of them passed on to Lead Belly through his association with Blind Lemon Jefferson; among them was the standard “Goodnight Irene”, which eventually became Lead Belly’s calling card.

As one version of the story goes, Lomax pressed a record of Lead Belly and presented it to the state’s governor, who was so taken with it that the prison doors unlocked for his release. So off went Lomax and Lead Belly, at this point close to 50 years old, to New York and toward a career in show business.

As a late-comer to the game, Lead Belly was not in on the earliest rush of race records in the 1920s and 1930s, and so it was his less-than-polished Lomax recordings that would come to define him; that may be one contributing factor toward explaining a present-day resistance to a full embrace of Lead Belly as pre-rock ‘n’ roller. Additionally, Lomax’s song-catcher practices are a source of controversy and a sore subject among blues researchers. Objections to the way Lead Belly was discovered, promoted, and recorded are cited; indeed, shortly after his initial agreement with him, it appears Lead Belly found the arrangement with Lomax unacceptable too. Though not long after severing ties with Lomax (he would eventually resume relations with the Lomax family) Lead Belly accepted a press opportunity to be photographed, costumed in black and white prisoner’s attire, performing his role of ex-convict made good. By the end of the ’30s, he’d gone on to find success writing topical songs (“The Bourgeois Blues”) and fell in with the left-leaning protest singing community—though he didn’t necessarily abide its progressive politics. His association with fellow travelers, Woody Guthrie and Pete Seeger, found the FBI hunting him as well. What Lead Belly, the folksinger, really desired was to launch a career in Hollywood, but that wasn’t meant to be.

None of these political or personal, salient or picayune points debated by historians or surveyed here concerned the queen of civil rights music, Odetta. She cut straight to the emotional delivery and content of Lead Belly’s songs and made his work her guidepost throughout her long career; she was the bridge to folk rock. “When I started in the years of folk music, it was a discovery,” she said to an audience at UCLA in 2008. As part of a self-directed exploration of her cultural heritage, she came upon the Lomax recordings in the 1950s and recognized in Lead Belly’s songs the sound of slavery, “my people,” she said. Her earliest recordings include Ledbetter arrangements of “Alabama Bound” and “Take This Hammer”, released in 1956 and 1957 respectively; she is famously credited for inspiring Dylan to pick up the acoustic guitar. Dylan’s recording debut (prior to his own solo album, on which he name-checked Lead Belly) came as a harmonica player, for calypso and Lead Belly fan Harry Belafonte, who cut the traditional “Midnight Special” for his 1962 album of the same title. Belafonte had previously recorded Lead Belly’s composition “Cotton Fields” in 1959, one of the songs that gets covered and covered by artists diverse as Buck Owens to Buckwheat Zydeco (young Jimmy Page played it with his skiffle band). By 1969, when Creedence Clearwater Revival covered both “Cotton Fields” and “Midnight Special” for their Willy and the Poor Boys album, doing Lead Belly had become a rock ‘n’ roll requirement or at the very least a very trendy thing to do—even the Beach Boys had a hit with “Cotton Fields.”

In 1970, Led Zeppelin got the Lead out when they turned “Gallis Pole” into “Gallows Pole” on their adventures in acoustic folk album, III (they later revived it in their Page and Plant incarnation). First recorded by Lead Belly in 1939 as “Gallis Pole”, the song is based on “The Maid Freed from the Gallows”, likely of Scandinavian origin and run through the British ballad tradition. Page first heard the song as arranged by Fred Gerlach. “He’d been influenced originally by Lead Belly,” Page is quoted as saying in Led Zeppelin: The Definitive Biography, though Zeppelin was certainly not unaware of Lead Belly. “He was one of the main movers when I was a kid,” says Robert Plant (quoted in Lead Belly: A Life in Pictures, also the source for the endorsements by Harrison, Cobain, and Morrison above). Plant and his collaborator, Alison Krauss, first bonded musically at a Lead Belly tribute concert. Perhaps there is more to the story of how they got the Led in their name than goes the legend of John Entwistle’s joke about the potential for a supergroup to fall flat, “like a lead zeppelin.”

But like cotton, the King of the 12-String could not remain king forever. Them old cotton fields back home were beginning to recede from popular consciousness as songs of urban discontent began to take their place. In addition, the Rolling Stones, who had previously brought their audience to Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf, were now touting Robert Johnson. Their 1969 version of his song “Love in Vain” preceded to the market place the 1970 release of King of the Delta Blues Singers, Vol. 2, with its new cache of Johnson songs. The Johnson and Delta influence remains a big deal to this day, its legends and iconography completely enmeshed with blues culture as we know it. Lead Belly’s prison songs, children’s songs, and field and work songs didn’t fit so neatly into bluesology, and rock became a Lead-free zone, with a few notable exceptions.

In 1977, Ram Jam put some Southern rock funk into Lead Belly’s “Black Betty,”  though the Top 20 single wasn’t a hit with critics or (according to lore) with racial equality groups. The track played Lead Belly’s rock potential to maximum effect (though it is regrettable if anyone got hurt by it). As the ’80s arrived, punk rock and new wave took Lead Belly underground with it, as Bongwater, Michelle Shocked, and X became keepers of the flame. Proudly in synch with the pulse of the people and the hard times that echoed his original era, X turned “Dancing with Tears in My Eyes” into an elegy for a loved one and revived “Rock Island Line” with their folky side project, the Knitters.” A Vision Shared: A Tribute to Woody Guthrie and Leadbelly joined Little Richard and Fishbone on “Rock Island Line” and Beach Boy Brian Wilson came back for another pass at Lead Belly on “Goodnight Irene”, though the project did more for boosting the rock cred of Guthrie (who got the Springsteen and Mellencamp treatment) than it did for Lead Belly.

From there, it was on to the Pacific Northwest and under the bridge where Kurt Cobain lived. The Nirvana man brought his tape of Lead Belly songs to his band’s earliest rehearsals; he and fellow founding grunge scenester Mark Lanegan shared an enthusiasm for him, as heard on their duet of “Where Did You Sleep Last Night?” (found on Lanegan’s The Winding Sheet album). Nirvana’s definitive performance of the song on Unplugged was an immediate highlight of that show, when Cobain’s guttural wrenching was assumed to be tied to his personal life and precarious emotional states. It’s hard to top that one, though when Alvin Youngblood Hart rejuvenated “Gallows Pole” in Lead Belly-style on his 1996 album, Big Mama’s Door, he brought back Lead Belly’s quickness and dexterity on his instrument full circle: Just man and guitar.

Lead Belly lived out his final days in New York, eventually succumbing to ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease) in 1949. Had he lived another year, he would’ve seen his signature song, “Goodnight Irene”, turned into a million-seller, a #1 hit as interpreted lightly by the Weavers. The overlooked genius of Lead Belly is that his songs and mighty rearrangements continue to transgress genres and generations, from folk to rock, from Pete Seeger to Jack White. Just think what we would’ve missed had Jimmy Page pursued a career in research science as he’d intended rather than picking his way to the top of the “Gallows Pole.” By the 21st century, the White Stripes played “Red Bird” and “Take a Whiff on Me”, and if the show went well, they’d close it with “Boll Weevil”, yet another folk tune popularized by Lead Belly. I’ve heard of Two Gallants playing “Mother’s Blues” aka “Little Children’s Blues” live, though only time can tell who’ll be the next in line to shine an ever-lovin’ light on the songs of Lead Belly.

Filed under: Blues, Bob Dylan, Harry Belafonte, Odetta, Origin of Song, rock 'n' roll, Rock Birthdays, , , , ,

The Last Holiday: Remembering Dr. MLK, Jr.

 

mlkIt was a long road to the third Monday in January when all 50 states observe the birth of Martin Luther King, Jr. and the day named in his honor.  Largely owed for making the dream of a King holiday a reality is Stevie Wonder, who back in 1980, wrote the pointed song, “Happy Birthday,” then launched a 41-city U.S. tour (and invited Gil Scott- Heron along) to promote the idea which was first mooted by Rep. John Conyers in 1968. The musical efforts were ultimately the key in collecting the millions of citizen signatures that had a direct impact on Congress passing the law signed by President Ronald Reagan in 1983, declaring a day for MLK. Observed for the first time in 1986, some states were late to the party, however, by the turn of the 21st Century, all were united in some form of remembrance of the civil rights giant. “Happy Birthday,” which served as the Wonder-campaign theme (and is now the “official” King holiday tune) is  the last track on Hotter Than July. The album also features “Master Blaster,” Wonder’s tribute to Bob Marley (he’d been scheduled for the tour until he fell too ill to participate). Stepping into the breach was Scott-Heron whose 2011, posthumous memoir The Last Holiday, details his own journey with music and activism, and helps retracethe long and winding road Wonder took to bring home the last US federal holiday, with the help of a song.


The Hotter Than July tour brought Gil and Stevie to Oakland, where they played in the name of King, as did Rodney Franklin and Carlos Santana. In a weird turn of events, the concert coincided with the shocking night John Lennon was killed. The musicians and crew learned of the tragedy from a backstage television; the job fell to Wonder,  with Scott-Heron and the other musicians at his side, to deliver the news to the arena of assembled music fans. “For the next five minutes he spoke spontaneously about his friendship with John Lennon:  how they’d met, when and where, what they had enjoyed together, and what kind of man he’d felt Lennon was,” wrote Scott-Heron.  “That last one was key, because it drew a line between what had happened in New York that day and what had happened on that motel balcony in Memphis, Tennessee, a dozen years before.  And it drew a circle around the kind of men who stood up for both peace and change.”  Scott-Heron devotes the final pages of The Last Holiday  to a remembrance of how the murder of Lennon fueled the final drive to push for a federal observance of an official MLK Day.

The politics of right and wrong make everything complicated

To a generation who’s never had a leader assassinated

But suddenly it feels like ’68 and as far back as it seems

One man says “Imagine” and the other says “I have a dream”

Filed under: anti-war, Arts and Culture, Books, Civil Rights, Concerts, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., video, , , ,

History: Rosa Parks Born Today

February 4 is the birthday of Rosa Parks, the civil rights activist remembered for refusing to move to the back of the bus: The Montgomery Bus Boycott, in the name of the desegregating public transit, was organized immediately following her arrest on December 1, 1955.

Born Rosa Louise McCauley in Tuskegee, Alabama in 1913, Parks was a student of non-violent protest, an active member of her local chapter of the NAACP in Montgomery and a great admirer of both Dr. King and Malcolm X; her refusal to move on the bus that day was not part of any kind of group action or occupation—she held her seat on her own steam. And yet far from receiving any heroine’s awards, Parks paid the price for asserting her right to ride: In the immediate aftermath of the desegregation effort, she could no longer find work in Montgomery.  She and her husband Raymond moved north, eventually settling in Detroit where she worked the better part of her life as a secretary for US Representative John Conyers.

Parks would one day receive the highest honors in the land– from the NAACP’s Spingarn Medal (Harry Belafonte was honored in 2013), to the Presidential Medal of Freedom (awarded to her by President Bill Clinton) and the Congressional Gold Medal.  And if you dared to mess with the Mother of the Modern Day Civil Rights Movement and her legacy in a movie or a song, look out:  Parks was known for slapping down artists with legal actions and launching her own boycotts against them. But there was one song that met Ms. Parks’ high standards: “Sister Rosa,” a tribute to her by New Orleanians the Neville Brothers, appeared on their 1989 album, Yellow Moon.  Produced by Daniel Lanois, and accompanied by The Dirty Dozen Brass Band and Brian Eno for the sessions, Yellow Moon is an exceptional record, even by the Nevilles’ own high standard: Produced by Daniel Lanois, the band transforms two Bob Dylan songs (“With God On Our Side,” “The Ballad of Hollis Brown”), the Carter Family classic “Will the Circle be Unbroken,” Sam Cooke’s civil rights anthem, “A Change is Gonna Come,” and Link Wray’s “Fire and Brimstone” (title self-explanatory, taken from the guitarist’s obscure and brilliant 1971 album). Standing alongside the Neville Brothers’ bayou-fired originals, “Sister Rosa” is their attempt at rap.

Parks passed in 2005, though matters of her personal estate have not been resolved and her detailed personal archive has not yet found a permanent home.  She would’ve been 101 this year.  For more information on Rosa Parks, visit the Rosa and Raymond Parks Institute.

Filed under: Civil Rights, cross cultural musical experimentation, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Freedom Now, Hip Hop, Malcolm X, Never Forget, Uncategorized, video, , , ,

We Still Insist: Freedom Now!

Good Morning, Happy New Year, and Happy Birthday to the Emancipation Proclamation, 151 years old today. Back in ’63, when the document intended to free all slaves was just a spry 100-year-old memory, We Insist! Max Roach’s Freedom Now Suite, was conceived as a performance piece to celebrate that centennial. Freedom Now, as it is more commonly known, is credited for fusing the politics of black liberation with the sound of freedom, much the way Sonny Rollins and his Freedom Suite of 1958 was  the first experiment in liberation sound.

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Max Roach was born in rural North Carolina for the record on January 10, 1924 (though by his family’s recollection it was the January 8) and raised in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn. But Roach was not only an innovative drummer who revolutionized jazz rhythms, he was actively engaged as a civil rights advocate, and he spoke and performed frequently for the cause.  Roach’s epic recorded suite, with vocals by his then-wife Abbey Lincoln (with Coleman Hawkins on sax, Olatunji on congas and lyrics by Oscar Brown Jr.) sounds as radical as the ’60s revolution in words and sound it helped to launch.

The cover art, rendered in bold black and white, was groundbreaking graphically and imagery-wise:  Its depiction of three African American men at a lunch counter, a white waiter standing by, is of course a reference to the sit-in on February 1, 1960 at a Greensboro, North Carolina Woolworth’s store that became a pivotal action in the non-violent fight for civil rights. But inside the cardboard sleeve, the vinyl grooves were an assault on the senses, capturing as they did the sound of exploitation, degradation, and ultimately, freedom. A sonically and politically strong statement, the Freedom Now Suite is a cornerstone recording in the history of contemporary black liberation music and remains a challenging, invigorating, and inspiring listen.

Making a link between the oppression of negroes in the US to blacks throughout the world, Roach and other politically motivated American artists like Harry Belafonte and Nina Simone sought to parallel the civil rights movement in the US with the unfolding liberation of Kenya, Ghana, Congo, and Algeria. Dubbed the Year of Africa, 1960 held hope for the continent for independence from France, Britain, and Belgium and the promise that human rights, dignity, and economic health would be restored throughout the land.  Fifty-four years later, the people here and there continue the fight for human rights, and the chance to be emancipated from the conditions of poverty, ill-health, environmental crisis, and violence that defines both our lands, while Freedom Now Suite still pounds out the sound of impending liberation.

The following clip depicts black power couple Max Roach and Abbey Lincoln with their band (Clifford Jordan, tenor sax; Coleridge Perkinson, piano; Eddie Khan, bass) performing the suite’s “Triptych (Prayer/Protest/Peace)” on Belgian television in 1964. Roach passed in 2007, though in his lifetime he he’d been a recipient of the USA’s MacArthur genius award, a commandeur in France’s Ordre des Artes et les Lettres, and a RIAA (Grammy) honoree. Read more on both Rollins, Roach, and their respective Freedom Suites in Keep on Pushing.

Filed under: Arts and Culture, Concerts, Freedom Now, Jazz, Keep On Pushing, Max Roach, Now Playing, video, , , , ,

The Long Distance Revolutionary: Mumia Abu-Jamal

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There is only one voice like Mumia Abu-Jamal’s, its tone perfect for professional broadcasting, its message carrying necessary information for our times.  But Abu-Jamal, as most people know, is no longer primarily an announcer by trade.  Better known as Mumia to the worldwide community of human rights activists who support his case, the former radio journalist has been serving time in prison for over 30 years now. He has spent much of that time writing and appealing his case.

In the documentary Long Distance Revolutionaryfilmmaker Stephen Vittoria and co-producer/Prison Radio sound recordist Noelle Hanrahan, make a compelling case that Mumia’s situation as a prisoner for life is more than a miscarriage of justice:  Rather than retell the circumstances that lead to the incarceration of the journalist/activist (whose views forced him to moonlight as a cabbie, just to survive), they shine a light on how he’s used misfortune as opportunity, to become a prophetic voice for the voiceless.

Angela Davis, Amy Goodman, Alice Walker, Cornel West, Tariq Ali, Ruby Dee and James Cone are among the scholars, theologians, journalists, actors, activists, writers, colleagues, and family members who testify in the film on the important role Mumia—the writer as political prisoner—plays on the world stage, reflecting the revolutionary’s role in contemporary American society. Through interviews, news reel footage, photographs and most of all, interviews and sound recordings of Abu-Jamal, Long Distance Revolutionary tells the story of an intuitive and self-described “nerd” of a child, Wesley Cook, who journeyed into the Black Panthers, then followed his call to report on his city as he saw it, much to the distaste of its notoriously racist law enforcement. Of course, that’s business as usual in the land of the free, while the mystery that unfolds onscreen in Long Distance Revolutionary is more to a specific point: Just how does a death row inmate as sharp as Abu-Jamal  keep his mind in shape and his spirit alive while the state does its job squeezing the life out of him? Of particular note are the words of literary agent Frances Goldin who I’m unable to quote here, but who talks of how she was sufficiently moved by Mumia’s prose to take a chance on him in the book market.  But the most convincing voice of all is Mumia’s own which can be read in his multiple books in print all over the world and heard on Prison Radio, still recorded by Noelle Hanrahan.  At the film’s premiere in Mill Valley, California last October,  Mumia delivered an address, especially recorded for the Bay Area. He remembered its “luscious sun,” and the Bay as a place where he,  “a tall, skinny, dark sunflower,” could be among some of the “best, boldest, blackest, sweetest” brothers and sisters he claims to have known.

Curiously, the film’s only musical voice in the chorus is M-1 of Dead Prez. Used to be musicians sang out for injustice, the way that Bob Dylan once did for Rubin “Hurricane” Carter (who also appears in the film); in that case, the musical association indirectly lead to Carter’s exoneration. But the music community has largely remained silent on the subject of Abu-Jamal. So where are the other contemporary Musicians for Mumia? According to director Vittoria, the usual suspects were approached, but only Eddie Vedder responded to the urgency of the call.  “Please know that I (and my co-producers) tried hard to get…and a number of other musicians into the mix—on numerous occasions and through numerous fronts—but not one of them would agree to interview (except M-1) and/or offer a musical piece or new selection,” Vittoria wrote in an email to me.  Vedder’s song “Society” (previously associated with the feature film, Into the Wild,  concerning environmentalist/adventurer, Christopher McCandlessserves as the film’s closing theme. “I was fortunate that Eddie allowed us to grace the film with his powerful song,” added Vittoria.

Abu-Jamal was taken off death row late last year; he remains sentenced for life without possibility of parole and lives among the general prison population at the Pennsylvania State Correctional Institution at Mahanoy. But the system has not vanquished his spirit or his message. Mumia is still on move: Long Distance Revolutionary has been on the festival circuit and in general release throughout the year. It opens August 23 at the Roxie Theatre in San Francisco and next month at Spokane’s Magic Lantern.  Here’s the trailer:

Filed under: Angela Davis, anti-war, Arts and Culture, Bob Dylan, Book news, film, France, Never Forget, Now Playing, Poetry, , , , , ,

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