Denise Sullivan

Author, Arts & Cultural Reporter and Worker

It’s All One Long Funeral Song

Allen Ginsberg claimed he wept when he heard it  for the first time.

Folksinger Len Chandler started to play it when the words and music were first published in Sing Out!, the folk song magazine, at the end of 1962. Patti Smith performed the song when Bob Dylan received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2016. 

Among the timeless songs he wrote in his early period, Dylan characterizes “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall” and others as “all one long funeral song.”

And while it was not specifically written to confront nuclear winter, Kronos Quartet and the Hard Rain Collective released two versions of “Hard Rain” last week, to commemorate 80 years since the first atomic bomb was detonated as a test on July 16 in Alamogordo, New Mexico.

A second drop, “Hard Rain (Drone)” — as in the style of music — is a spoken word version. The collective recordings include voicings by Laurie Anderson, Ocean Vuong, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Satomi Matsuzaki, Willie Nelson, Iggy Pop, Asha Boshle and many more. Terry Riley’s raga, “Komal Reshab Asavari” is central to the theme (read more about the project and other songs devoted to world health and the biosphere at Redhot).

At last week’s Nobel Laureate Assembly for the Prevention of Nuclear War in Chicago, Kronos performed “Hard Rain” with Allison Russell.

“You know, it’s remarkable that a 21-year-old singer-songwriter wrote this song in 1962 and how — when you observe and know the words of this song very clearly, how important it is to our time right now,” Kronos founder David Harrington told Democracy Now.

Harrington was joined on the program by physicist Daniel Holz, chair of the Science and Security Board of the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists and one of the organizers of the assembly which gathered Nobel laureates and nuclear experts to raise awareness of the growing (yes, growing) risk of nuclear war, particularly against a backdrop of climate change.

“…The likelihood that we’ll sort of stumble into a nuclear war and the end of civilization … has gone way up… We’re bringing together Nobel laureates and nuclear experts and trying to find a way forward, a way to reduce the risk, get the messages out to the public and also to leaders that here are steps that can be taken to reduce this. We need to get the awareness back, and we need to do everything we can to prevent the sort of nuclear annihilation that would impact literally everyone on the planet,” said Holz.

This piece by Norman Solomon in The Nation is a must-read in case there remains any doubt, “nuclear winter is a climate issue.”

It’s understandable if you missed the 80 year commemoration of the Trinity test, given the week that was. But there is still time to prepare for a suitable remembrance of August 6 and 9: It’s been 80 years since bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. There are very few survivors, or hibakusha, as they are known, left to speak about the horrors of the A-bomb. In 2019, I spoke to one — an American citizen detained at age 14 in Japan while visiting relatives when World War II broke out. 

Today, the planet – not just the region impacted – but the entire planet will simply not survive a nuclear explosion. The sun will not sun. Famine will ensue. The past is our future. War is still unhealthy for children and other living things.  Please contact your representatives and support candidates accordingly.

Originally published in Down With Tyranny!

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Furry Lewis Born Today, 1893

Good morning, judge. What may be my fine?

Fifty dollars and eleven twenty nine

So sung Walter “Furry” Lewis, born on March 6, 1893 in Greenwood, Mississippi and raised in Memphis, Tennessee. He sung of injustice regularly, dispensed mostly by the uneven hand of Judge Harsh, the arbiter of “Good Morning, Judge”- fame and God-given name of the guy who did the sentencing in Lewis’ part of town.

They arrest me for murder and I ain’t never harmed a man

The arrest me for murder and I ain’t never harmed a man

Arrest me for forgery and I can’t even sign my name

Lewis’ story isn’t much told, though the chapter in Rythm Oil by Stanley Booth tells it as it’s known. Lewis worked on Beale Street during its high cotton days; he lost his leg jumping a freight train; spent the depression, the war, the ‘50s, and part of the ‘60s working sanitation detail for the City of Memphis. It was in his retirement that he was rerecorded and began to perform again. Allen Ginsberg loved him, and so did the Rolling Stones; Joni Mitchell wrote a song about him and Lewis hated it (it crossed some lines). He appeared on Johnny Carson’s show and acted in the Burt Reynolds movie, W.W. and the Dixie Dancekings. Died in ’81 at 88. His “Judge Harsh” blues made a real impression on me in 2004 (The Year of Our Injustice) which was also around the time Fat Possum released Good Morning Judge (there are plenty of other Lewis titles available but I like that one).

Furry Lewis’ songs and old-time style will pick-you-up when you’re down. Listen for the way he ends his jams abruptly and without ceremony. His delivery and his guitar style are unique (check the move he calls “spanking the baby”).  His outlook was generally optimistic, though his lines and the rhymes will break your heart.

Tell me baby, what eee-ver have I done?

Tell me baby, what eee-ver have I done?

Blood in my body done got too low to run

“I may be weak, but I’m willing” he said. Personally, I rely on his blues to chase away my own. When I play Furry Lewis, I find I just can’t stay down too long. Covering the spectrum of life in his songs, from white lightening and black gypsy to high yellow, he’ll turn your face red and your money green. Of course he also had a new way of spelling Memphis, Tennessee. And it’s for that, I thank him most of all.

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