A 50-year Memory: A Video for December
As November ended, The Supremes were supreme, ending a two-week run at #1:
On December 4, the Byrds landed and spent three weeks leading the charts with the Pete Seeger version of Ecclesiastes:
Ramblings of a Boomer Pilgrim in a Post-Modern World.
As November ended, The Supremes were supreme, ending a two-week run at #1:
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Today begins meteorological spring. (Please tell the weather.)
Not a minute too soon.
So I chose this video for it's one line:
de colores se visten los campos en la primavera.(I also happen to love the song!)
(In colors the fields are dressed in the springtime.)
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I usually do a little meditation and prayer every night before I go to sleep - Just part of the routine. Last night, I decided to go visit Pete Seeger for a while, just to spend a little time together, it was around 9 PM. So I was sitting in my home in Florida, having a lovely chat with Pete, who was in a hospital in New York City. That's the great thing about thoughts and prayers- You can go or be anywhere.
I simply wanted him to know that I loved him dearly, like a father in some ways, a mentor in others and just as a dear friend a lot of the time. I'd grown up that way - loving the Seegers - Pete & Toshi and all their family.
I let him know I was having trouble writing his obituary (as I'd been asked) but it seemed just so silly and I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound trite or plain stupid. "They'll say something appropriate in the news," we agreed. We laughed, we talked, and I took my leave about 9:30 last night.
"Arlo" he said, sounding just like the man I've known all of my life, "I guess I'll see ya later." I've always loved the rising and falling inflections in his voice. "Pete," I said. "I guess we will."
I turned off the light and closed my eyes and fell asleep until very early this morning, about 3 AM when the texts and phone calls started coming in from friends telling me Pete had passed away.
"Well, of course he passed away!" I'm telling everyone this morning. "But that doesn't mean he's gone."
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He refused to answer the questions or give any information. Unlike others in similar situations, though, he did not use his 5th Amendment right to not self-incriminate. Instead, since he was sure he did nothing wrong- and therefore there was nothing to incriminate himself on- he took the First Amendment instead.
He finally got his chance with the Smothers Brothers. The comedy/variety show was given permission to have Pete as a guest in September 1967. But Vietnam was in the news and Pete had written this song about that war. He sang it on the show. When the show was aired, the song wasn't there.Canto qué mal me sales cuando tengo que cantar espanto!Pete sings it:
O you song, you come out so badly when I must sing — the terror!It could also be translated as
"O song, how hard it is to sing when I must sing of horror."Pete never backed away from that. He knew that the power of song could change the world- or at least not let the pain and injustice go unheard.
“I still call myself a communist,” Seeger told The New York Times 20 years ago, “because communism is no more what Russia made of it than Christianity is what the churches make of it. But if by some freak of history communism had caught up with this country, I would have been one of the first people thrown in jail. As my father used to say: ‘The truth is a rabbit in a bramble patch. All you can do is circle around and say it’s somewhere in there.’ ”
-quoted at blood,dirt,and angels
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"Once upon a time, wasn't singing a part of everyday life, as much as talking, physical exercise, and religion? Our distant ancestors, wherever they were in the world, sang while pounding grain and paddling canoes, or walking long journeys.
"Can we begin to make our lives, once more, all about peace? Finding the right song and singing it over and over is a great way to start.
"And when one person taps out a beat while another leads into the melody, or when three people discover a new harmony they never new existed, or a crowd joins in on a chorus as though to raise the ceiling a few feet higher, then they also know there is hope for the world."
--Pete Seeger
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The first disarms you. The second grabs you and is what makes Pete "dangerous" and effective at what he did so well- sing, get others to sing, and finally to make a difference in the world.The final song Pete Seeger heard in a New York City hospital as he died peacefully of natural causes on Jan. 27 at 94 was "To My Old Brown Earth," which he wrote in 1958.
Singer-songwriter Pat Humphries led a sing-along with a few close friends and Seeger's family, who held his hands and encircled his bed. They sang:
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To call Pete a folk music icon is to make an understatement. His life and career made more of a difference than we will ever know. Over the past week since he died at age 94, the tributes have been coming from far and wide. I noted in passing that there were even those from people I know did not and would never approve of his politics.
I never met Pete, or even saw him in concert. Yet his music has been a presence in my life- even a defining presence- for the past 50 years since I first heard Where Have All the Flowers Gone sung by him- and, believe it or not, a haunting version in German sung by Marlene Dietrich.
I was not yet the "hippie peacenik" I would become. The song, in and of itself, didn't make me into one. Instead what it did was introduce me to a type of music that was not yet in my consciousness- American Folk Music. It showed me that before rock and roll protest songs, there was another type of song that could touch the soul with awareness and conviction.
I am going to spend some time reflecting on Pete Seeger this week. He was a man whose life and music crossed three-quarters of a century and more changes than we could have even dreamed possible in 1938 when he settled in New York and began a remarkable career.
He was controversial at many different times in these 75 years. He faced stiff opposition and great pressure to conform. His stubborn opinion that he lived in a great and FREE nation never left him. He kept singing about it and making sure it remained so.
So to start a series of remembering Pete, a tribute posted on You Tube by the wonderful people at the Newport Folk Festival:
Wann wird man je versteh´n, wann wird man je versteh´n?
When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?
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