"One thing the musicians can teach the politicians," Pete Seeger
once said, "is that not everyone has to sing the melody." In that
spirit, rather than recapping Seeger's 75-year career, the breadth of
his influence on modern American music, or the upsides and downsides of
his politics, this update attempts to highlight some aspects of his
life's work that have been relatively underrecognized in the many
published obits.
He was a skilled editor whose contributions to
"the folk process" were often subtle but significant. Most notably, he
was responsible for changing the auxiliary verb in the title of the
spiritual "We Will Overcome" to "Shall," noting that "the 'i' in 'will'
is not an easy vowel to sing well" and that the change "opened the mouth
wider" for "a more open sound." "To Everything There Is A Season" is
taken more or less verbatim from the Book of Ecclesiastes, but Seeger's
addition of the refrain "turn, turn, turn" gave it a pop hook,
distancing it from its Biblical source material, and the one full line
he added, "A time for peace—I swear it's not too late," gave it both
cultural currency and a timeless concluding message. On a different note
(as it were), his customizations of both the traditional banjo and the
12-string guitar made it easier for deeper-voiced singers to accompany
themselves on those instruments; popularized by the Kingston Trio and
other mainstream folkies, the long-necked banjo, in particular, became
closely associated with the sound of "folk music."
He has been
rightly praised for his efforts to (as writer Charles Pierce
put it)
"teach [America] about itself through the music it had forgotten," but
he is less recognized as an early and enthusiastic advocate of what we
now call "world music." The son of two musicologists, and a teenage
apprentice of song collector Alan Lomax, the young Seeger gained an
early appreciation for how different cultures blend and fuse through
music. Under his guidance, the Weavers hit the post–World War II pop
charts with such varied fare as the South African "Wimoweh," the Cuban
"Guantanamera," and the Israeli "Tzena, Tzena, Tzena." When the Weavers
were blacklisted in the 1950s, Seeger took advantage of his media exile
to travel the world, returning to the airwaves with a public-TV
show,
Rainbow Quest, on which he further explored the various global roots
of American music.
Though he always preferred to let others do
the singing—especially in his later years, after decades of song-leading
had sanded his voice to a reedy croak—he was an artful and nuanced
interpreter, capable of pivoting from a tender croon to a righteous
holler at the turn of a line. As a young man, his personable "split
tenor" (between alto and tenor) voice helped bridge the cultural gap
between the rough vocals of his friends Woody Guthrie and Leadbelly,
whose songs he popularized, and the polished sounds of the Weavers'
pop-chart competitors. On his own, his crisp, precise diction evoked
both the teacher and the preacher, and ensured that, no matter how large
the crowd, his points weren't often missed.
To these ears, all
of this is best summed up in "
The Bells of Rhymney," Seeger's musical
setting of a poem by Welshman Idris Davies. Most others' renditions of
the song, cuing off the Byrds' hit remake, declaw it, transforming it
into a lilting lullaby, but Seeger never lets the listener forget that
it's a protest song, written to criticize the mistreatment of Welsh
miners. The song's rhetorical questions are posed twice: first softly,
but with some resignation; then more fiercely, stridently, as Seeger
hammers out low chords on his 12-string guitar. It has fangs; it has
teeth. The melody line soars and falls with the lyrics, echoing both
church bells and the call-and-response
nursery rhyme on which it's
based. Like much of Seeger's work, this version of the song captures a
distinctive contribution to an ongoing process.
Pete Seeger died
on January 27 at the age of 94. Busgal, Dead People Server Curator, Jim
Thornton, and Loki get two points each for the hit.
--Hulka
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