PETE SEEGER, JOE HILL, MUSIC, VALUES , PAST AND FUTURE

I once had the opportunity to interview BB King.  In preparation, I brought his latest album home and played it for my sons.  The older, then around 5, asked me "Why is this man named King mommy.  Pete Seeger is the king of music, right?*"  Well, how do you answer that?  Our boys grew up on the Weavers, the Almanac Singers, Pete and Arlo at Carnegie Hall... all rich with wonderful songs (with pretty wonderful values) for children.  I asked my husband, no folkie, why he didn't complain about the "noise" - and in fact joined us every Thanksgiving at Carnegie Hall to hear Pete and later Pete and Arlo. He said (I'm paraphrasing here)  "It's offering them something whole to believe in.  Even if they don't always believe it - they'll understand the feeling of believing - and always seek it."  As far as I can tell, that worked. 

Rerack a few years though -- to the Vietnam war, when songs like this informed some of my earliest political ideas.   

In fact, Pete has been a hero of mine for more than 40 years (How is that possible?)  As I sit watching the AMERICAN MASTERS documentary on his life, I can't stop thinking about all the hope, idealism and dreams tied up in his music - at least in my life -- and, for a time, the lives of my sons.  Seeger always has believed that music has infinite power; his own music made us believe that we could bring about the world we dreamed of.  I'm embarassed by how much I long for those feelings; it's probably one reason Barack Obama and his young supporters interest me so much -  they remind me of.... ME.  Pretty feeble, isn't it?  To still be whining about long-lost days and dreams.  Most of all, to feel such rage and sadness at what we weren't able to do for our children; we leave them a world, in many ways, so much tougher than the one we inherited. 

Pete, though, would hate such talk.  I once met him, around the time that there were civil rights battles raging in the old Chicago Back of the Yards neighborhoods that Saul Alinsky helped to organize.  I asked him if it didn't bother him that the residents there revealed attitudes so contrary to what had been fought for -- for them -- just a generation ago.  His response "No.  When people are empowered they have the right to want what they want.  If we believe in empowerment we have to accept that too."  NOT a usual man, Mr. Seeger.

The music was more than a transmission of values though -- from "A Hole in My Bucket" to Union Maid.  It was our family soundtrack.  One of my kids was watching WOODSTOCK while he was in college, and was astonished to hear Joan Baez singing Joe Hill - and to recognize it from when he was little (this is a bad YOUTUBE version; the proportions are off, but just listen..

In our house, that old labor song had been a lullaby.  I'd learned it from Pete's concerts. Recently, so many years from those lullabies, another family favorite presented us with a great, rolicking tribute to this remarkable man.  I wanted to end with a more of this (way too) sentimental tribute to Pete, but the joy of watching another generation up out of their seats in song is probably a better way to end.  Right?

*He went on to become an enormous BB King (and Albert, for that matter) fan, for the record.

Comments

[kyran]

thought we needed to sk-rt this...

http://www.sk-rt.com/story.php?title=Music_Values_Past_and_Future

[Cynthia Samuels]

I know what you mean! What a GREAT way to describe Pete -- Great-uncle. Just lovely.
My sister called last night to tell me how glad she was that I posted about it - loved the film too. Thanks for checking in.

[kyran]

I was raised on Pete Seeger. Watching the PBS special on him felt like watching a special on a beloved great-uncle.