Folk Music: They Hear America Singing
Pete Seeger, Theodore Bikel and Bob Dylan are three of the most sought-after folk singers in the business. But last week they were doing the seeking. At a voter registration rally two miles out of Greenwood, Miss., all three stood on a flatbed truck parked on a dusty field beside Highway 82 and sang the gospel-like We Shall Overcome. The audience, 200 Negro dirt farmers, lustily joined in:
We shall overcomesome day,
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe,
We shall overcomesome day.
All over the U.S., folk singers are doing what folk singers are classically supposed to dosinging about current crises. Not since the Civil War era have they done so in such numbers or with such intensity. Instead of keening over the poor old cowpoke who died in the streets of Laredo or chronicling the life cycle of the blue-tailed fly (the sort of thing that fired the great postwar revival of folk song), they are singing with hot-eyed fervor about police dogs and racial murder. Sometimes they use serviceable old tunes, but just as often they are writing new ones about fresh heroes and villains, from Martin Luther King to Bull Connor. In Chicago, integrationist songs are sung not only at the North Side's grubby Fickle Pickle but also in the Camellia House of The Drake. In a cocktail lounge in Ogunquit, Me., a college girl shouts out: "Sing something about integration." Seeger has done so before a crowd of 45,000 at the Boston Arts Festival; and the Peter, Paul and Mary recording of Bob Dylan's Blowin' in the Wind (TIME, May 31) is, according to Warner Bros. Records, the fastest selling single the company has ever cut. Blowin' is young Dylan at his lyrically honest best. It sounds as country-airy as Turkey in the Straw, but it has a cutting edge.
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man? . . .
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
The prevailing integrationist theme made its most remarkable inroad at last week's Newport Jazz Festival. Folk is strictly music non grata at Newport. But there stood Duke Ellington singing about King and Bull Connor:
King fit the battle of Alabam, Birmingham, Alabam,
King fit the battle of Alabam, And the Bull got nasty, ghastly nasty . . .
The dog looked the baby
right square in the eye and said, "byescram!"
The baby looked the dog right back in the eye,
But didn't cry or lam.
When the dog saw the baby wasn't afraid, he turned to his Uncle Bull and said,
"That baby looks like he don't give a damn.
You sure we are still in Alabam?"
No one at Newport could remember the last occasion when Ellington had been moved enough to sing in public. What's more, the Duke himself had written the lyrics.
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