Musical Roots

[poliphilo]

There was no youth culture when I was a child. Popular music (we didn't call it "pop") was universally smooth and bland. At the high end were Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Doris Day. At the low end there was Max Bygraves. Big bands were still in vogue- and a band leader called Billy Cotton headed up one of the premier light entertainment shows on the BBC.  Billy Cotton was fat and bald - and about as happening as Mr Pickwick. For the hepcats there was jazz- but we didn't listen to that in our house.  The kids were catered for in a once-weekly radio request programme called "Children's Favourites" hosted by a person known as Uncle Mac.  He played lots of novelty records like Sinatra's "High Hopes" and a thing called "Sparky and the Magic Piano" which had a spoken narrative and stretched over several discs. Uncle Mac only ever played us the first side- the bastard!- so I never found out what happened to Sparky-  and could only speculate that it was too emotionally scarifying to be aired.
 
My mother had a big stash of pre-war 78s left over from her girlhood. I had license to play those on wet afternoons. There were selections from operetta, some Christopher Robin songs, a baritone singing Old Father Thames (Britain's answer to Ol' Man River) and (my favourite) someone (possibly Jack Buchanan) singing Cole Porter's "Miss Otis Regrets". 

At school we sung Victorian hymns and patriotic "folk" songs like "Hearts of Oak"- and my schoolmates were into singers like Tommy Steele and Adam Faith who- for all their youth- were as vacuous as Day and Crosby, but without the style.

Occasionally something a little spikier would weasel its way through the privet. My father had a passing crush on the French chanteuse Juliet Greco (a crush I have inherited) and I got to hear a little Brecht/Weill. "Pirate Jenny"- ohmigod!

This was my musical education more or less. I can see how it has shaped me. Most of what I heard through childhood was slop and I learned- from my parents, I guess- to take it or leave it- mostly leave it- which is why I missed out on rock 'n' roll and it took me until halfway through the sixties to realise they was something extraordinary going on.  I still don't listen to music much- and when I do it's because there's something I specifically want to hear. I don't do music as wallpaper. Whatever it is- and it could be anything from Schubert to Lily Allen-  it's got to really grab my attention- as Porter and Weill did- for me to prefer it to silence.

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Ah, Victorian hymns

[ideealisme.livejournal.com]

The rich man at his castle
The poor man at his gate
God made them high or lowly
And ordered their estate

:-/

[suzilem.livejournal.com]

Unscarify yourself :-)

Parts 1, 2, and 3 :-)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3etiNLAFi0
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYGmerbDs-w
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OmTgHf0Z8o

[veronica-milvus.livejournal.com]

My dear husband wants me to buy him some Lily Allen. He's never heard or seen her, but heard her described as "Chas and Dave in tights". For some perverted reason this appeals to him.

By the time I became conscious of pop music, the Beatles were splitting up.

I saw part of that programme last night with Cliff Richard looking extraordinarily embarrassing, both now and back when.

[jenny_evergreen]

*finds Pirate Jenny on youtube and favorites it* Awesome, thanks!

I love Miss Otis Regrets! :)

Music has been a huge part of my life.

[oakmouse]

Have you heard Nina Simone's version of Pirate Jenny? The lyrics are here: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/nina+simone/pirate+jenny_20100640.html

It's rather like Billie Holiday's version of Strange Fruit: pretty well definitive.

[wokenbyart.livejournal.com]

I was brought up on a mix of stuff. My dad introduced me to classical music from about 4yrs old and I used to sit listening, avidly, to each record, several times over, picking out each instrument on each listen - so it always sounded different to me! My faves as a child were Beethoven, Brahms, Bach, Smetana (or do I mean Smetena? One's a composer the other's a dairy product!), and Grieg. Then I would listen to my sister's collection of strange albums - all the songs were covers of pop hits of the 50's - and yes, as you say, most of it was bland, but I liked Doris Day when I was a small child! Some better ones were the likes of Harry Belafonte. And then there was the rock'n'roll... Eddie Cochran and Gene Vincent.

Later on, on telly, the Billy Cotton Band Show had guests that were worth watching such as Scott Engel (formerly of The Walker Brothers). I remember watching it in a rather sedate English holiday hotel on the South coast, in the equally sedate sitting room with all these elderly people (who mostly lived there - you know the odd, somewhat pissed colonel) and Scott singing 'My Death' by Jacques Brel...

Only thing I know about Lily Allen (whose 'music' I don't rate, personally) is she's the daughter of Keith Allen.

[algabal.livejournal.com]

There's no adult pop anymore because the youth culture is *the* culture. We're all kids now. Forever.

There was an extremely healthy intersection (http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=algabal&view=videos) between jazz, pop, Broadway and easy-listening that had a huge hold until the 1960s. At its best, it's incredibly tasteful, witty, alluring and artistically superior. Patti Page, Crosby, Day et. al could sping mediocre novelty records at a dizzying pace, but they never stopped doing amazingly good jazz-influenced work.

But then, something happened circa 1962. White based blues-music has come to completely dominate the imaginations of heterosexual adult males for the last forty years. Some of it's good, but I can't say I truly get the majority of it. The Beatles were talented, but listening to a real singer like Helen Merrill perform their songs, you can hear the inherent structural weakness of their songs.

[richenda.livejournal.com]

I can't remember what the collection was called, but we sang (in an English school) Scottish and Welsh songs - e.g. Barbara Allen, Mimstrel Boy, Men of Harlech - oh and Cornish e.g Shall Trelawny Die? This would have been early to mid 1950s
There were also lessons about the orchestra, illustretd from Peter and the Wolf, Saint Saens (the animals) and Debussy
Oh and a very scratchy recording of Kathleen Ferrier