Thursday, December 11, 2008

Reflections









It's hard for me to pin down exactly what it is that attracts me to "old-time" or "roots" music. It's like a multifaceted gem, place it between your fingers and it will sparkle in different areas depending on how you hold it to the light.








Roots music is history: It's American history, the peoples history, our ancestors history...dig back as far as you like.

One of my favorite tunes to play on the banjo is "Road to Boston," a song popular during the revolutionary war. Another favorite is "If You Miss Me at the Back Of the Bus."

"If you miss me at the back of the bus
And you can't find me nowhere
Come on up to the front of the bus
I'll be riding up there"

Old-time songs keep history alive. They inform us and teach us, and we are the better for it.












And the old songs give me a certain, indescribable feeling, like a connection of sorts, a bond. It feels like the earth, the dirt. It's beautiful and dangerous and very, very real. Listen to "Little Bessie" by Roscoe Holcomb. If that doesn't hit you in the breadbasket nothing will.











I can't imagine what my world would be like without the song collectors, folk scholars and historians who collect, preserve and teach the music and stories of the past. People like Mike Seeger, who not only collects and preserves, but teaches as well, assuring that the music of the people will never be far from view for those who are willing to look for it. People like Alan Lomax, Art Rosenbaum, Joyce Cauthen, Cecil Sharp, John Cohen, Joe Bussard Jr., etc. These people handed us a gift. They are the ones who placed the multifaceted gem in our hands to do with as we please.










So, what do we do with it? Do we coddle it and protect it like a baby?

As Mike Seeger once said, "I feel like we're picking up this music from where it was left off, and we're going to carry it on. Some of us will warp it around a little and mix different elements together. And then some of us will write new tunes and songs based in tradition. That's the way tradition has always worked," and "young people all over the U.S. are picking up this kind of music now, and not only playing it well but...they're expanding on it."*


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So, this music, this gift, has been given to us without baggage, to do with as we please. We can keep it to ourselves, preserving the music as one would bones in a museum, or we can let the music live and breath, continuing the tradition of integrating cultures and experiences into the music. We can think of the gem as something to be taken out and played with, not hidden.

That, I believe, is where the jewel will sparkle.

I'll leave with a quote from Alice Gerard: "It's not just a question of keeping the music alive but integrating it into our own lives, and it's having meaning alongside the way we live now."*








This post was inspired by Consumerism and Orthodoxy in old-time written by Cathy Moore on the Banjo Meets World blog.




*from the film Homemade American Music by Yasha Aginsky

4 comments:

Cathy Moore said...

What a thoughtful post! Thanks for continuing the discussion. I like Alice Gerrard's quote especially. I think that many old-time jams do make the music a natural part of our lives, because the tunes become part of a weekly social gathering, almost a ritual, that goes on for years and gives people a common bond.

Randy said...

Cathy,

Thanks for the comment.

I really like what your doing with old-time music. Your really playing with it and breathing new life into it, putting it in a different context and giving it a new perspective. I think that's how it should be. There are a lot of people looking for that right now, and I think that old time music is changing, becoming more like what it was originally, that is, different cultures expressing themselves through music, dance and stories.

Randy

Anonymous said...

I finally see what you are saying, Randy. The social aspect of the old-time jam is extremely important, almost, if not more important than the music itself.

My grandfather who past away last Sunday told me that he and his family, mom, dad and 9 brothers and sisters used to play music and sing. Every one of them could either sing, play an instrument or dance. I would love to have heard that! I'm sure that they didn't always get things right or have the perfect pitch. The important thing is that they were spending time together.

Music provided an avenue for them to do so as well as to enjoy each others' company. Let's get together and play. Call me.

Jason

Randy said...

Jason,

Again, I'm very sorry to hear about your grandfather.

I like the Tom Waits quote, "You know, we just buy music now. We don't make it any more. And that goes for just about everything. I think it's so important that people develop and subscribe to and have confidence in their own ability to make music, however rough it is."

I'm looking forward to getting together and playing a tune.

Randy